No one who denies the son has the father.
Whoever confesses the son has the father also.
We find the son through the father.
We know the father through the son also.

Fears and worries during the night.
But in the church the mind clears.
It was as if I was invaded by light.
The mists of doubt recede with fears.

The long dark night of winter.
The hours slowly slipping by.
The mind a dreary printer.
But in the church the tears dry.

In praying, calming solitude.
The mind empties and lifts the mood.

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In calm solitude
Praying in the empty church
The mind empties, peace

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See 1 John 2 : 22-28