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There is a spot near my childhood home that I have visited consistently since I was little. It is a wide wooden bridge that goes over a flowing stream at the back of an abandoned property. It is quiet but full of sound all at the same time. The stream flowing running in between rocks and fallen tress, the trees blowing in the wind and the birds singing songs back and forth to each other. The quietness makes me nervous, the sounds bring me peace

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As I sat in the church admiring the beautiful architecture  the gorgeous glass stain that give the church a  perfect ambiance, I felt great solace and solemness.  I heard noises, familiar one like fans or heaters.  I felt cold at one times but I was deep in to meditation and and rest.  After a while, I felt the strong surge of shiver.
I feel very calm and wonder and marvel at God's presence is amazing and also how god has given humans this wonderful skill and insight to build a sanctuary for him.

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Elizabeth

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Ginger’s

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Like the deer that yearns for running streams...