You rule over the surging sea; when its waves mount up, you still them. Psalm 89:9
A slew of greeting cards cover our refrigerator, a smorgasbord of holiday leftovers from last Christmas. In the coming days my wife will trash most of these family pictures and Hallmark mementoes as she prepares for the onslaught of this season’s warm wishes from friends and relatives, plus insurance agents and investment advisors who insist on calling me Raymond.
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