I have nothingnew to tell you, except of hopes
Hope for children
Hope for students
Hope for good workers of the Lord
I cant come up with any fiction yet, nor poems
But only faith- faith and faith in Jesus in all that we do
I sometimes hate it, when I could not write. I think I am a barren field with dry leaves broken twigs and dead boars.
There is nothing more exciting, than charity and faith
And you next to me ...
iwrotefiction,
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