Psalm 103 15 As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes. 16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, And its place remembers it no more
I am saved, I am weird, I am tattooed, I am a Jesus freak, I am a mom, I am a sister, I am an aunt, I am a daughter, I am an operating room nurse... but mostly I am saved 8-)
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