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	<title>The-Hand Of God | Mariaaustin | Activity</title>
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				<title>Mariaaustin posted an update: The Day I Felt the Hand of God Guiding MeThere was a time [&#133;]</title>
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<p>There was a time in my life when my heart felt heavier than I could carry. I was emotionally drained, questioning my choices, and silently asking myself why certain people and situations were hurting me so deeply. I had reached a point where no advice helped, and no distraction worked. All I had left&hellip;</p>
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