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Month: May 2013

Through the Bars of His Prison

His name is written in the palm of my hand. When I first heard his name mentioned on the radio, I was in my car. As I listened to his story intently, my heart started to break. I did not want to forget. I dug in my purse and grabbed a pen. “SAEED” I scribbled his name into the palm of my left hand and have been writing it there since. When I close my eyes, I see the bars of His prison. I chose my words about God carefully.… Read more Through the Bars of His Prison