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Hi good afternoon peopleSo a friend of mine is in pageantry contest and I need you to help me do something for her. Something very little ππ So currently, she needs more Instagram likes as a part of her winning this contest. Just drop a like, drop a comment and follow the page. The comment could be simple emojis you know ππππ«Άππ₯)
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The school of power
Attributes that God did not share with man *His omnipresence:us ability to everywhere at the same time*His omnipotence: all powerful He is the source of power*Omniscient: ability to know all things God does not learn Foundation of power π₯π₯*God is the all powerful God(Jeremiah 32:17, psalm62:11)*God desire for his power to be revealed in the…
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The one I spend of the time with
Who do you spend the most time with? I spend most of my time with myself cause I don’t know how to make friends am either with my mobile phone or reading novels or going for walk to get my head cleared
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Human need for love and acceptance
Present within each of us is an innate dearie to belong .our need for intimacy is as natural as our need for air .Adam and eve experienced a perfect relationship with God .we give our self sexually to others in the hope of securing love , acceptance,and intimacy .But God he seeing us and he…
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Gemstones

βIβll just step over to Green Gables after tea and find out from Marilla where heβs gone and why,β the worthy woman finally concluded. βHe doesnβt generally go to town this time of year and he never visits; if heβd run out of turnip seed he wouldnβt dress up and take the buggy to go…
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Fossils

She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees.
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Etcetera

Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladiesβ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place.