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| A rainy Sunday morning in Georgia |
As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flouish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
~God
(Isaiah 55:10, 11, NIV)
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