You called out to GOD in your desperate condition... He quieted the wind down to a whisper, put a muzzle on all the big waves. And you were so glad when the storm died down, and he led you safely back to harbor. So thank GOD for his marvelous love, for his miracle mercy to the children he loves.
"Dear Father, Let me have pride in what I do, not in claiming someone else's work. Grant me to be active for you in new endeavors or new places, not....."
"Dear Disciple,
Even after I ascended back to the Father, the work of My apostles reminded people that My power and presence were still at work. I was..."
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