Imperfect Art
Becos of my Imperfection, I find Perfection in Him.
The Vine and The Branch
I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in Him, he will bear much fruit. Apart from me, you can do nothing.
Thursday, 8 September 2011
You Are the Colours of My Life
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