The second blessed Friday of the year. Slow, steady, and full of hope. What hasn’t come yet, we entrust to prayer. What we have, we hold with gratitude. 🤍
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The second blessed Friday of the year. Slow, steady, and full of hope. What hasn’t come yet, we entrust to prayer. What we have, we hold with gratitude. 🤍
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