My daughter, do you think you have written enough about my mercy? What you have written is but a drop compared to the ocean. I am love and mercy itself. There is no misery that could be a match for my mercy, neither will misery exhaust it, because as it is being granted- it increases. The soul that trusts in my mercy is most fortunate, because I myself take care of it.
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Chinese New Year
14 years ago
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