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IN HIS CARE Down on my knees in the evening saying a mom's much-needed prayer that God will watch over my son and I'm putting him in His care. The miles between us have widened; there's no way I can reach out to comfort him when he needs it, as storms of life toss him about. The road of life so well-traveled, though we sometimes feel lost and alone - In His care we always find comfort, no matter how far we are from home. Countrymom 9/22/04
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