Micah 7:1 What misery is mine! I am like one who gathers summer fruit at the gleaning of the vineyard; there is no cluster of grapes to eat, none of the early figs that I crave. I love potluck dinners. So many different dishes in the same place. You get to pick what you wantContinue reading “Leftovers”
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