tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843823842101882659.post5426242425298012273..comments2022-09-30T15:34:08.763-06:00Comments on For a Wise Purpose: 444Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02478988585485347557noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843823842101882659.post-39382864478787434202013-04-09T16:30:44.198-06:002013-04-09T16:30:44.198-06:00When I feel the wind. It's like He's huggi...When I feel the wind. It's like He's hugging me. :)Julianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01133843124551947133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843823842101882659.post-69916901431722459722013-04-08T01:55:09.958-06:002013-04-08T01:55:09.958-06:00This reminds me of one of my absolute heroes. Whe...This reminds me of one of my absolute heroes. When the City of Enoch was taken along with all the righteous, one righteous man and his family had to stay behind to be the Prophet to the remainder of the world. Poor Noah had to try to cry repentance to the wicket who remained. It must have been terribly difficult. When I have the occasion to feel alone, I think of Noah. It is no wonder that he, as the angel Gabriel, had the privilege of heralding in the birth of the Savior. The Lord gave Noah a sign so he would remember the covenant he had made with the Lord, and that the City of Enoch would return, the rainbow.Who Me?https://www.blogger.com/profile/06249350099327092945noreply@blogger.com