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  • Through the windy night something is coming up the path towards the house. I have always hated to wait for things. I think I will go to meet whatever it is.
    Poetry | By Elizabeth Coatsworth | February 8, 2016 | From WorshipWeb
    Tagged as: Fear, Hope, Mystery