FLARE on GOD 68 A mind is quickened when you touch it, O Lord.A man thinks he knows his way, but You look well to his going.I thank thee, God, for they counsel: for without it I am lost. Others are Reading Dance Beautiful Bird Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: The Shiny, Happy People FLARE on GOD 98 My Moon Through Another’s Eyes Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * 8 + nine =