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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Today's earworm...

When darkness veils his lovely face,

I rest on his unchanging grace.

In every high and stormy gale,

My anchor holds within the veil.

On Christ the solid rock I stand

All other ground is sinking sand.

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