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Coming To Believe...Lesson Thirteen...Step 2... Saying that we "came to believe" suggests a process. Belief is the result of consideration, doubt, reasoning, and concluding. The ability to form beliefs is part of what it means to be made in God's image. It involves emotion and logic. It leads... – *by Robert Catron*	added by rcatron1963 1 min ago
Molly was a dog. Children's song Molly was a dog a dog I love Say hey molly molly hey hey She had a nose just like a hog Say hey molly molly hey hey She would run and jump on logs Say hey molly molly hey hey She liked to lay upon the rug Say hey molly molly hey hey ... – *by Heather Lydia Thornhill*	added by heathert.34240 1 min ago
Bright child You're bright teachers said. Bright. Like smart. Like a lightbulb. My mind used to buzz for it. For being bright. I'm bright I thought for a while. Then I realised I'm not the brightest but I could be brighter. Then I stopped trying to be... – *by Heather Lydia Thornhill*	added by heathert.34240 9 mins ago
The Importances of Customer Service in Computer Distribution The Importance of Customer Service in Computer Distribution In the competitive world of computer distribution, where products often seem commoditized, customer service emerges as a crucial differentiator. The significance of exceptional customer... – *by ACSDXB*	added by acsdxb01 12 mins ago
The Importance of Customer Service in Computer Distribution The Importance of Customer Service in Computer Distribution In the competitive world of computer distribution, where products often seem commoditized, customer service emerges as a crucial differentiator. The significance of exceptional customer... – *by ACSDXB*	added by acsdxb01 13 mins ago
She sleeps as I weep, She sleeps, and I weep. Walk lightly; she is here under the snow; speak softly; she can hear the daisies grow. Her bright golden hair tarnished with rust; she was once young and beautiful. Now she has fallen to dust. Like the white snow. She was... – *by A J C*	added by alanswansea18 23 mins ago
Behind your eyes I try to see behind your eyes All the while staring at you You stare so deeply too Yet do not mind So understandably I want to see you I see your hands at my throat And I do not look away Not for a second, I could look the whole day Your... – *by Heather Lydia Thornhill*	added by heathert.34240 29 mins ago
The Harvest of Our Lives The Harvest of Our Lives In fields of time, where moments grow, The harvest of our lives does show, In deeds well done and loves embraced, And sufferings faced with courage graced. Each action, like a seed we sow, With tender care or... – *by Pedro Miguel Falcão Fernandes*	added by socialnetworksevangelization 1 hour ago
The Bungalow The Bungalow Prompt: The Perfect Home For A Lizard! Sam's Tail Part: 2 Yo, It's Sam, and I'm as excited as can be Because, today is the day, I find a new place for me Right now, I love in a tree, and it's not the best The birds are so... – *by A.D. Small*	added by amberp.35129 1 hour ago
Is it me? Is it me, am I invisible? Or is it you that cannot hear? Is it me, am I invisible? Or is it you that cannot see? Is it me, am I invisible? Or is it you that cannot feel? I go from room to room, hoping to get your attention. I roam from... – *by A.Rose Martinez*	added by a.rosemartin210 2 hours ago
Shut off the light Please God wait! I need my mind so I can create. I’m in a rush to write. Cause my mind isn’t right. I want to write rhymes and fiction. Yet my mind suffers with this forgetful affliction. I feel like I’m fighting with my own mind. It’s... – *by Latin X*	added by LatinX 3 hours ago
SKY The skies are dark, yet I see the moon shining through my head heavily, and I am counting how my dreams will come true. My eyes are heavy. I am trying to keep my hand steady; so many words, so much love, and just a little bit of time, I can not... – *by mad hippie poet*	added by Oakley 6 hours ago
Bittersweet Symphony of Us In your absence, my heart echoes loud, A symphony of longing, wrapped in a shroud. Your lips, once sweet, now a bitter trace, The taste of your words, an acidic embrace. Each word you speak, a flame that chars, Yet, I crave the burn, admiring... – *by Chris E Morganroth IV*	added by ChrisMorganroth 6 hours ago

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