“When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.”
Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
Reblogged on WordPress.com
“When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.”
Mary Baker Eddy, Poems by Mary Baker Eddy
Reblogged on WordPress.com
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