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Pure Faith

Miss Puddleduck, sitting on the piano stool swinging her wellies together; tap, tap, tap.   I ask her if she wants to go and pick wild strawberries.   “In a minute.”  She replies.   “I’m just waiting for God to call me and … Continue reading

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