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His Light Shines


Thank you, Andrea, from All God’s Creatures for encouraging me with the His Light Shines award. My prayer is that Christ will always be honored here.


Alleluiabelle at Humble As I Go loves Jesus with all her heart and encourages her readers with poetry and deep prayers that please the heart of God.

Angie’s blog, Free Spirit Haven, is rightly named. She is open and free with her worship despite what happens in her busy life. It is here I freely sing and dance with my sister in Christ.

I am Heading Towards My Destiny shares the light of the Lord in a most friendly way. I like the practical way Beth shares Jesus in her relationships. I’m inspired.








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  1. You are so sweet! Thank you so much Mary! What a blessing!

    God bless you for thinking of me!

    Love!
    Beth

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  2. Mary,

    Thank you dear, dear friend. You are so deserving of such an award. I haven't been on the computer much today, wasn't feeling too well, but I feel better tonight.

    Again, thank you for your kind words. I always love hearing from you and coming here to read and get encouraged and inspired.

    Love you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  3. "2 blessings are better than 1!"
    'Coz I'm also giving u one.
    U deserve it sister who loves to smile.
    God shines in ur blog all the time.
    So, pls check my latest post when u have a chance.

    -ROSEL [in poetic mode :)]

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  4. Hi Mary,

    I love your dear friend and you know how much I love your site. I wanted to let you know that I'm a 'fan' of yours...to see what that means...please stop by my site. I have a surpise there for you.

    Hugs,
    Alleluiabelle

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  5. Just wanted to let you know that I have it up and wanted to thank you again for your precious love shown towards me. I truly feel that God displayed His lavish love towards me through you, His precious vessel, a crown of splendor in His right hand.

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