“These people are blemishes at your love feasts, eating with you without the slightest qualm—shepherds who feed only themselves. They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted—twice dead.”
– Jude 1:12
Holy Spirit, teach me and ground me. Like a cloud full of rain, fill me with the truth, so that I can stand firmly in You.
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