Satan hates peace. He hates calm. He hates stability and the right direction.
Smooth feathers? He'll ruffle 'em!!
Balance? He'll knock you off the beam.
That's fine, you jackhole!
I'm still here.
I still believe.
I turn my back on you, JACKHOLE!!
BRING IT ON!
GREAT IS HIS FAITHFULNESS!!
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Again - AMEN. :)
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