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Masada
Late Afternoon, Masada - 1999
It isn’t wrong to enquire in a generation that knows so much, when the chase is all that matters. Don’t assume that there will
never be times when you will wonder if the sun will ever rise again. When home is invaded and rend apart. The heart, so broken, is offered to the One who can remake it. Temptation can be so severe against these ancient cliffs, but a crude stone scratches the lonely truth in the witness of a rugged rock.
The Dead Sea and Masada are set aside for times like these. I know no better place to wait for Hope to arise than here, in
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