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Contribution
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In
the Presence of an Angel
by John
Reedy
Very
rarely and only in front of her parents, does she ever throw a
tantrum. "Otherwise, I must say I'm very well
adjusted," She smiles, "I live up to my image:
I'm really quite angelic, you know."
Charlotte Church
...I
also want to live up to that image. If I could stand in
the presence of an Angel, here is what I would do: I'd
rise above the profane, and focus my gaze through God's window
pane. I'd never dwell on the vulgar again. In the
midst of an Angel, can any do less? I certainly
cannot--I'm pleased to confess. An' those who love from
a pure honest heart, the Lord will certainly bless.
We'll keep our eyes fixed on that Holy God, to whom we owe all
things, and it won't be long till we join our Angel and we'll
all be getting our wings....
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