While it was still dark, before sun’s rising,He drew away to a desolate placeto be with His Father in prayer. He gaveHimself again to God’s will, Son risingto His calling, goal, and identity. Before all the wild whispering and coldcalls for healing, He returned to the boldlove of God in divine serenity.Centered in the heart of …
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Matthew Erickson 