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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Sixty years ago today I was a babe in arms. Living, crying, made of clay, my folks kept me from harm. Life progressed from crawl to stand to walk along the way, and by the hope of God's own Plan my giftings were my play. Salvation came when only six, a second birth each year. Gaze upon the Lord I fixxed. The way was good and clear. College came and marriage, too, degree and wife now known, and then one day a daughter, who is now most fully grown. Good this life has been to me from babe to sage I am. Daily hope I've come to see by way of His great Plan. Sixty years ago today, I started on my trek. Words of life I've learned to say, with Truth my life bedeck. Sixty years ago today, my Mom and Dad with smile welcomed me to live and play in their home for awhile. Sixty years ago I'd start to hear the Master's Call, but later when He changed my heart, I'd give my life, my all. by Jay O'Toole on August 26th, 2020   |
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