After ministering, feeding
their healing, physical, spiritual
He sent away the disciples
climbed the hillside
in solitude to pray
wild, separate holy places
His prayers personal, direct
a loving father, listening
strength flowing from heaven
descending like a dove
calling by the son
as he taught us
August 12, 2008
Matthew 14:22-23
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Christ’s Prayer
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