Faithlife
Faithlife

Faithfulness in the Father's field waiting for the well done at the end

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Faithfulness Our ride to the fields in the brisk, pre-dawn mornings was always quiet. When we were younger, it was Dad who drove us; as we got older and my oldest brother could drive, he'd take us to the field where we'd be working that day. I liked the quiet. It gave me a chance to lean up against the…
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