tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606888074439353572.post910447060397070150..comments2011-12-01T17:11:04.319-06:00Just Between Us Magazinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10372739861239759102noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606888074439353572.post-32466756160434645462011-12-01T14:26:04.934-06:002011-12-01T14:26:04.934-06:00

Winter in the soul is by no means a comfortable season, and if it be upon thee just now it will be very painful to thee: but there is this comfort, namely, that the Lord makes it. He sends the sharp blasts of adversity to nip the buds of expectation: He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes over the once verdant meadows of our joy: He casteth forth His ice like morsels freezing the streams of our

dananoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606888074439353572.post-70590188022027803682011-11-04T05:13:17.716-05:002011-11-04T05:13:17.716-05:00

Thank you for speaking to my heart today through this article

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