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Oh To be Wise.

Oh God my Father thank you for being the God of compassions and of all comfort. You comfort me in my afflictions even though I don't deserve it. You give a drink of your Spirit even though my body still in agony. You heal my soul before you ever heal my affliction. You don't take away the heat of sun but you give a tree for shade for comfort. Some things you don't take away so I can have opportunity to take part in the fellowship of Christ sufferings. To be able to receive the comfort of the Father even unto death like Christ on the Cross. Let us receive this comfort and share it with one another.

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