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Blind faith leads to destruction
being based on only notion, a superficial feeling, emotions that are reeling. It is not faith at all. Hope without true faith is nill. It’s like a placebo pill It may appear to be the same, but its wishing in another name. It is not hope at all. Ah! Charity translates to love and to the heavens high above one will declare the lasting kind but run and hide at the first bind. It is not love at all. Faith, hope and love – these three are not found in earth or sea. They come with much work and toil and small seeds planted in the soil waiting for rain to fall. And if one is truly blessed, there will come a faith-filled rest where hope is based on reality even though the eyes can’t see. God’s love will cover all.
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