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Weathering the Storm

During a heavy rain the other day, I found a family of four young raccoons clinging to each other (by instinct) at the back day of where I work. Who or what do you cling to when weathering a storm? Alcohol, drugs, gambling, or sex? If that is the case in the past, how has that worked out? Next time, follow your heart (instinct) and turn to God.

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