"I guess I could play a game," sighed Mom. "I just have to be ready to go pick up Abby when she calls."
"Well, then you should have a staff in your hand," returned Dad cheerfully, "and loin up your girds."
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The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the afflicted; He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to captives... To proclaim the favorable year of the Lord... to comfort all who mourn... Giving them… the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the mantle of praise instead of a spirit of fainting. So they will be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified. -Isaiah 61:1-3
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