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Hunted
…somehow communicate the danger that lay outside of our property lines.
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Running Scared
You know where the enemy is, and you can’t stop it.
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My Father’s Hand
Nothing can snatch me from my Father’s hand.
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Ensnared
Hurriedly, I stepped to the side and tripped. It had me. I was ensnared…
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Humbling My Grumbling
With tears welled in my eyes, I paused, humbled by the sound of my own grumbling.
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WHERE Does My Help Come From?
…tears streaming down his face, …afraid that the belief he has will not be enough.