Making soft digital imprints of my life. Like the Isrealites as they tread along in the dessert 40 years, carving on stones imprints of feet as they go along. A memorial for them of God's grace and mercy. For me, perhaps a sign of my existence, reflections of my time on earth and a record of my transformation.
Friday, 13 March 2015
Gird up the loins of you mind....there is need to ponder these powerful words for in it hides the weapon of warfare in these last days.....
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