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If I were a prism and God were the sun,His goodness would shine through mein a spectrum of glorious shades.
The soft light of grace would fan intothe colors of patience, honesty,unselfishness, kindness, meekness, humility.
About the authorThis was handled earlier in K4 time. k.s.
Jerry McIntire, Daystar, Sarah Grosz, BarbaranMaine, Reets
The body's not the boss
Lessons from competitive running
On performance and payment
Art and reflection
Suzanne Dickson Albert
Don't misread the 'holding pattern'
Growing into the practice
Good fills all space
Internal strain healed
Robert B. Scott
Elizabeth "Buff" Harris-Colarossi
Renewal and healing
Rubens de Vasconcellos Costa
No more migraines
Only one enemy?