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Peace...the ROAR brings to me,
melting hardened places;
Sounds of icicles falling free,
Filling empty spaces.

judylea (C)copyright 2005

Journal Entry: 9/29
After the most aweful day - one dead-end after another, and several melt downs later; I said a few prayers, read a few poems (on this site) and visited my favorite fountain. I was amazed at how the LOUD ROAR OVERPOWERED the noise of painful circumstance and washed me free!--Thirty minutes later I received a phone call that informed me that those dead-ends were no dead-ends at all, but a means to a miracle. Interesting that the miracle had been there all a long, but it wasn't untill I let go, that I could receive it! Proverbs 16:20 says, '..Happy are those who trust in the Lord."

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