Faith without dirty hands is meaningless.
Dig just a little and feel the creed of life,
buried in the sand.
Rub it between your fingers,
play with it some,
smell its sweet rawness.
There's life there,
for sure.
Burrow down.
Persevere till you find the roots.
Harvest the bounty, it's there for a reason.
Fear not,
water will wash your hands clean.
The Arms of Two Abbots
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We have often seen in many countries along with the arms of a church
establishment the arms of the man who leads it. For example, the arms of a
bishop dis...
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