A Sea Shanty Pentecost 11; Matthew 14:22-36 Now each wave surges high and the wind rages by and the boat feels as frail as a twig! Skill and courage unwind as the shore slips behind and the storm clouds loom up wild and big. So now where is the one who can brighten the sunContinue reading “A Sea Shanty”
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