Life’s tides sneak unseen
as meditations meld my mind,
passive, I remain,
a wind’s breeze feathers a scent
of sweet roses, walking by,
yet passive to the tides
of life as they wave good bye.
Life’s Tides by L. M. Montes
Life’s tides sneak unseen
as meditations meld my mind,
passive, I remain,
a wind’s breeze feathers a scent
of sweet roses, walking by,
yet passive to the tides
of life as they wave good bye.
Humankind is constantly on the search for life meaning. My blog conveys such meaning
musings from a thirty something pastor
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This blog teaches the true Gospel of Jesus Christ and contends earnestly for the original Apostolic faith. Here, we aim to correct doctrinal errors in the Church, by rightly and uncompromisingly dividing the Scriptures, to expose the original Apostolic views on all matters of the Christian faith.
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