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Shilo
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Sometimes when the storm raging and all we can see is the dark black skies. We become shaken in what we know. Then just when we think we can not take anymore. The thunder comes as we look for a place to hide and wonder out loud . My GOD My GOD why have you forsaken me. As we look out from our hiding place we can start to see the lighting from heaven letting us know he is with us. Then we cry out with all that we have Father where are you. Then the wind touches our face as he whispers do NOT BE Afraid I AM here. Do not look at the storms raging they come and go, But I will never leave you or forsake you. Just look in your heart I will always be there.