The Master comes to me and whispers to me not to despair. He is present with me. He is here.
He is always here, even when I don’t know it.
He is strong like a warrior. Strong like an Iron Man. He is not decrepit.
He is here to save me. He is very happy I am his child.
He calms me with His love. He delights me with His songs.
He lifts my soul as He whispers to me not to despair.
Jesus Quotes and God Thoughts 
Nice!
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Thank you Father
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Thanks for the reblog!
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Love how you ended it with Nothing is impossible for God; amen!
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By the way thank you for your comment pointing out the error of the image I posted for the book review and also wow thanks for sharing about your father on D-Day. Has he recounted any stories of his service days?
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Always happy to help. Sometimes a second pair of eyes helps.
My dad didn’t (he passed away a few years ago) talk about his time in the Army very much. Very quiet about it.
Blessings.
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That generation was so quiet of what they did during the war…sounds like your dad too
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