This morning, the wind blows. The waves scour. They collapse against the cliff. It's cool. It's like fall when school just started. Beautiful clouds scudding across the sky. They are part of the cumulus family. The sun looks cheerful while advancing briskly on the wings of the wind. That night he rained. The earth has been drinking. The thunder boomed and lightning lit up our world as the beginning of creation. It's a beautiful day in August, a day in which to breathe the fresh air after the heat Wet days ... The Lord sends rain on the righteous and the wicked. His Word is like the rain: it does not return to him before the fertilized human heart.
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