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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Rescued

Rescued
 
As I reached the top of the mountain I was climbing, it reminded me of the path that I took through life that brought me here.  Heaven seems to be closer to me at the summit.
As I look down the hill where I had been, I see the wilderness that I had to traverse in order to reach the top.  Life seems to be much clearer up here.  
The closer I am to God’s Kingdom, the more I can feel his hands rescuing me from my broken life that I left behind.  Thanks be to God.

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