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Good Friday … What Our King did for EVERY.ONE.OF.US. ~ EVERY.ONE.


I wrote this in 2008 … and today I reflect on this Tremendous act of Unconditional Love poured out for all of us … ALL OF US. EVERY.ONE.

Unconditional Love -

Every nerve and sinew in his body screams in pain. Unimaginable pain, with the intense heat like that of the midday sun. The thought of one more step assaults his senses. Yet the consequences for stopping sets a chill in his blood. This sacrifice was always beyond his human control, yet he had chosen, still, to come. The heavy, rustic beam he bears upon his back literally carries the weight of the world. The dead weight of a lost world. Scraping and tearing at his raw skin, the weight of it bears upon his very soul. Sweat and blood pour into his eyes, blurring his vision as he looks up and begins to pray. Determinedly, he raises his eyes to the heavens, in prayer. dismissing the pain in his body.
Throngs of people bustle about. Some entertained, still others appear to be in mourning, somehow. Do they understand? Can they possibly know the cost of what is happening? Sadly, he thinks, most do not. Worse, some never will. It is for those, the very ones who do not know, that he endures this to the end. A necessity, he knows, for humanity.
From the very beginning he knew the outcome of his last three years on this earth. The consequences of the choice he made. His humanity takes him aback, astonished to realize the fear and the desire to be released from this task. He begins, himself, asking why; just like a man, he thinks to himself. Yet, the ultimate knowledge of the necessity of all of this remains the reason he came to this place, after all.
Finding himself at his destination, a sigh of exhaustion escapes. Very soon now, he thinks to himself. God’s will be done, he prays. Silently his glance grazes the crowd. Brutally he is thrown upon the beam he carried to this ravaged place. The loud din of the crowd molests his ears. He senses familiar presences in the crowd. They are here, doing just the things that were spoken at their dinner on the previous night.
His brothers do all of the things prophesied, to their horror and shame. They look on in sorrow and revulsion. Ashamed of their acts of denial and their human inability to stop the looming end to this saga. Not able to truly understand the necessity. These chosen followers remain unaware of their importance in this history of the world. Yet they stand upon the threshold of that understanding.
Intense flaming pain pierces his thoughts. His prayer is continual now, he seeks the end of this ordeal. Fiery pokers of shoot from his fingertips up his arms with lightning speed, as they are secured to the beam. His feet and legs feel this immensity of agony next. Then the bottom falls out.
He is raised above the crowd. A sense of vertigo takes hold as he is swung from ground level to the heights of heaven. Audible gasps and cries are clearly heard, even a familiar scream, muffled in fear. The weight of his slight frame assaulted by the pin point agony in his hands and feet, as all of his weight is bore by his agony weakened limbs, being held by only course nails. Cramping pain begins to pulsate within the muscles of these limbs. Vibrating through him with each beat of his heart.
Aware of those to each side of him, he looks to his right. Anger and disdain assault him from this side. A soul, unclean with anger, shouts obscenities and accusations his way. Turning his eyes and head from this sin, his sights meet those of a repentant man. This man acknowledges him in a way many have not. Somehow in his own repentance, he knows. Knows the identity of this middle man; this sacrificial life.
The thief begs his forgiveness, unashamedly. Admitting that this fate was earned by his own choice of actions. The man in the middle reassures this repentant soul. Promising that the kingdom of God would be his fate; assuring the thief that they will be joined there this very day, in paradise. With no doubt the repentant man believes.
With that the skies muddy to gray. Flashes of lightening, that only an angry God can create, lights the dank atmosphere. The wind picks up and the clouds move violently across the sky. The man looks up, with every ounce of energy spent. With his last bit of life he cries out to God. Forgive them Father, is his first intercessory prayer. They know not what they do! With that intercession complete he looks forward into the crowd. As the first drop of rain falls from the Creator’s eye, the man gives up his life and cries out, ‘It is done”. And he is gone.
Faintly in the distance a rending can be heard. A veil, thick with the blood of the Son of God, is rent from top to bottom. Fulfilling the words of the prophets and saving the world. With the fulfillment of the law a new covenant begins. The law obsolete and the old gone away.
All things are new. A new faith is born. A new hope is sown in the field of humanity. Three days will prove the words of the prophets of old. The keys to heaven will be restored to the rightful heir.
One act of unconditional love saves all of humanity.
One act of unconditional love moves the hand of God.
One act of unconditional love, from brother to brother, saves a world of souls. One act of unimaginable and unconditional love provides the inheritance to all, each and everyone.

 

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10 Ways to Show Love to Someone With Depression – The Darling Bakers


Good reminders for those who get lost when loving someone with any form of depression.

10 Ways to Show Love to Someone With Depression – The Darling Bakers.

 

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It was certainly our sickness that he carried …


Certainly our sickness he carried …

The Lord opened my eyes during a message at church 2 Sundays ago!

Revelation! I have gone a bit deeper into my relationship with God! And once again it’s about healing, and healing is for all of us!

We were saved by the Grace of God, through the sacrifice of His Son, Jesus, who died for us, so we would be reconciled back to the Father, our creator. So much is revealed in that run-on sentence.

He was despised and avoided by others;
    a man who suffered, who knew sickness well.
Like someone from whom people hid their faces,
    he was despised, and we didn’t think about him.

It was certainly our sickness that he carried,
    and our sufferings that he bore,
    but we thought him afflicted,
    struck down by God and tormented.
 He was pierced because of our rebellions
    and crushed because of our crimes.
    He bore the punishment that made us whole;
    by his wounds we are healed. ~ Isaiah 53:3-5

Now I’ve known and truly understood, to the best of my human thinking, that at the moment of our salvation we were healed. Were healed … not going to be, not better when we got things right! Not something that would occur at some obscure future date; rather something that happened thousands of years in the past …

Our healing was; already.

So why do I still take blood pressure and heart medications; actually, why am I taking them at all?

Basically because while I understood the concept of our healing, I hadn’t grasped that my healing was already complete. I hadn’t grasped that the seeds of my healing were deep within my spirit only needing me to plant them in my heart and believe.

You see the Word is the seed ~ the Heart is the ground ~ the Believing is the water.

Oh and Jesus is the Son.

The revelation was simple really … If all ( and all means ALL) of my illness, diseases, aches, pains; ALL our, yours and mine, sufferings were carried to the cross upon the person of Jesus Christ, then all those sufferings cannot be upon me or you.

Just like our sins, upon Salvation, that gift given so unconditionally by the Grace of God, all our illness and suffering was swept away on the waves of Jesus’ shed blood.

By the wounds of our sins and diseases, carried to the cross by Jesus, we were healed. Never to suffer again.

And so I learned, in faith that Sunday, two weeks ago, that I just need to wrap my head around the fact that if Jesus carried my illness and disease to the cross and died from my afflictions, those same illnesses, diseases and afflictions CANNOT be on me!

Like my sins, those illnesses were payed for and all I have to do is wrap my head around it and be whole again.

No strict diet or exercise plans … no self inflicted regimes to follow and fail at.

Christ Jesus, on that cross so long ago, said it was finished and He meant it! Illness and Disease were finished!

So my Pastor gave us a task to follow. And like all those other lessons by faith over the years, it is a mantra … something to put in my heart, over and over again until it is simply a thing I know for sure.

My mantra for every ache and pain, for the obesity, for the heart and lungs, for the joints and cartilage … for anything that is in or on this body that is not of God:

Jesus died for this obesity so therefore it is not on me, it is not mine. By the grace of God I’ve been healed.

Jesus died for this headache, therefore it is not on me, it is not mine. By the grace of God I’ve been healed.

Now you fill in your blank …

Jesus died for this ________  therefore it is not on me, it is not mine. By the grace of God I’ve been healed.

I’ve been praying these things, and others for the last week or so, and I feel better.

My friend said I seem to be losing weight again, and it’s apparent in my clothing. Don’t get me wrong I’ve been making an effort to eat better, and I’ve used the stairs more, but nothing extensive and nothing near diet or exercise.

You might say that it’s those things, but I know this: By the grace of God I’ve been healed and why would I want to knowingly do something that would jeopardize that? And the word said I could eat anything that He has said was okay … and He says the food I eat is okay (Acts 10).

Jesus did this for all (and all means ALL) of us. And by the grace of God we’ve been healed.

It is done!

I encourage you today to delve into the Word and find your Salvation and your healing. Delve deeply into your relationship with God and just bask in that unconditional love He has for YOU!

Jesus died so we could enjoy this reconciliation.

Father God sent Jesus for us, because He desired to have us by His side!

So … what’s on your __________________. What have you been healed of? Let me know in the comments, I so desire to know you and your experiences with God the Father, Jesus The Son and Holy Spirit.

God bless you.

 

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Looking Forward to Spring … Venting vs. Complaining


Looking Forward to Spring

Looking Forward to Spring

The rough in our lives is abrasive these days and I feel like this blog has gone from being positive to a place where I complain in the guise of venting.

What do you think?

Seriously, let me know in the comment if you feel as though I complain too much here.

After all this is supposed to be about Living Positively On Purpose!

“Do all things without grumbling or questioning,”~ Philippians 2:14

That being said and asked what is the difference between venting and complaining.

Complaining and venting look very similar, however they are vastly different.

Venting is blowing off steam. The goal of the vent is to get rid of the negative feelings about a situation and can be done alone. Venting does not require an audience; many vent through prayer, music outlet and, or  physical activity, etc.

A good vent helps the person refocus on positives in their lives and keeps the mind focused on a solution. The result of a good vent is that the person feels mentally, spiritually and emotionally better.

Complaining, on the other hand, is a destructive pattern that requires a captive audience to dump on. Complaining has no clear goal for release and the person doesn’t feel better when they are done.

I am finding with this post that I am venting. Whewww! I was really concerned, because my goal is to find peace in this life, we have here in Hutchland, no matter what the circumstance. And I must admit, that at least within myself, I have felt some definite strife. Again, it’s a matter of controlling my natural desire for things to be about “me, me, me”, for once and calming that strife with the Word of God and good counsel.

My friend of good counsel does not allow complaining or self involvement. She does recognize that I need support, often, but does not allow the “woe is me” syndrome to take hold. And for that I am grateful.

“Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear” ~ Ephesians 4:29

So I vent … here and to my friend, and afterwards I can honestly say I feel better. I have worked with God and friends he has blessed me with, to get me to this place of venting and not murmuring and complaining about this life He blessed me with.

“Take good counsel and accept correction—that’s the way to live wisely and well.We humans keep brainstorming options and plans,but God’s purpose prevails.” ~ Proverbs 19:20-21

As the snow falls, yet again, here at the Jersey Shore, I am diligently seeking peace and quiet in my today. There are many who need my help today, I’ve already counseled 2 and while I feel a bit frustrated and put upon (because they are NOT venting!), I know that I have the tools and outlets to keep things in perspective.

How do you vent?

Do you feel better when you are done?

I encourage you today to examine whether you are complaining or venting. My go to solution for the circumstances here in Hutchland is prayer, worship and the Word, I find that these things bring both peace and solution to even the smallest of problems in my day.

God Bless.

 

 

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The Heart Breaks …


In the light.

In the light.

Today:
I said: “I hate to see your heart get broken again”.
He said to me “My hearts been broken so many times it can’t be broke no more”.
I said, “That’s not true … the heart breaks and breaks and endures more breaks and still the heart wakes one day to love again and endure”.
See that’s how God built the human heart … how He built the human being.
So proud of the work he is doing. So proud of his heart that is beating to endure and improve one more day. So proud of my boy, this man. He’s been through the wringer, life inflicted and self inflicted … and still he breathes and his heart beats another day and he fights …
Love this kid until my breath is taken!

He was listening to this song, and I was captive in the car at the time … it speaks to him, his desire to get his life back. The lyrics are harsh for some so don’t listen if you will be offended. See God sees Shane’s struggle and doesn’t care what he listens to if it moves him closer to Him. Praise God.

 

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Feeling Shattered & Scattered Today … But, I Will Not Faint


just me ...

just me …

I will not faint …

I think we, The Hubs and I, thought this wait for an answer might start a path to our normal, even if it was our “new” normal, but it hasn’t. Since the chemoradiation therapy ended he hasn’t felt “good”. He has a lack of energy, a lack of appetite and almost no tolerance for anything! It’s kind of rough.

There is a list of things going on for the check-up on Tuesday. And I worry. And I get fed up with the negativity and all the alone time. And I want to cry, often.

There’s a new song we hear regularly on the radio back and forth to appointments and trips to check The Hubs brother’s house as we wait for the sale.

It describes how I feel, often. I was lost until I was finally found in Christ … this is true of all of us, at one time or another. And I cry out in this trial of a life we are living right now, here in Hutchland. When I feel lost, again, I cry out and thank Him for being my God, knowing that if He was not here I would have shriveled and died or exploded or something messy like that.

Sometimes my very selfish flesh just wants my old life back … then it seems to occur to me organically, and it’s not, it’s Holy Spirit reminding me that I really don’t want my egypt back at all.

I do know that I want our US … the new US is fine, I’d like to cuddle into that, instead of wishing that if I sat by The Hubs, while he rested, it wouldn’t make him feel as if he needed to care for me; even though I so need that care.

I guess I’m just tired and lonely a lot. I want to not react when he’s irritable, rather I want to have it in me to comfort him when his nerves are raw.

So today I am relying on sharing and I’m praying these scriptures:

Isaiah 40:3

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

1 Corinthians 10:13

No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.

I got the 1 Corinthians reminder from a Favorite Blogger, check her out, she’s funny and hip and sensitive and wise beyond her years!

The Audacity of Trust

 

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Intentional Living … Prayer


My last post … a “Press This” posting of a Proverbs 31 Ministries by Lysa TerKeurst about praying for your marriage … just go to my last post and follow the link …

That being said I loved her piece. Actually I love much of what Lysa does! I no longer have a young family, but so wish she was around for guidance when I was a young wife and mother. However, I find even though my marriage and children are adults now (hehe) her wisdom and guidance confirm where I am in these relationships I have with my men, and points out some new skills or some areas that I need more work.

I pray all the time … mostly in tongues because I’ve learned that praying in The Spirit keeps me from complaining, manipulating and plain getting things wrong in my prayers. I purpose to pray scriptures, too, as this is a foolproof way for me to always be within God’s will for my life, family and relationships.

You see, I’m no good at relationships. There’s a ton of baggage and wreckage that I just don’t want to relive here that has caused this soul to be less than a people person. Thank God for God and His grace and wisdom! I am blessed to have an awesome (2nd) marriage and am learning to deal with my adult children each day.

I know they say that children get easier as they mature … this is truthfully not the case, especially when they remain in the household!

Anyway back to prayer …

After reading the Proverbs 31 Ministries Devotional I clicked over to Amazon and bought Lysa’s book Capture His Heart; and I chose two scriptures from the devotional to focus on in prayer for my marriage.

Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone. ~ Colossians 4:6

What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? ~ Romans 8:31

I have Sticky Notes on my desk top and I’m going to post these two scriptures there so that they are the first things I see in the morning as I boot my computer and I’m going to pray them over my marriage each morning!

You see since the doctors said the “C” word to my husband things have changed and not all of the changes are easy. The Hubs is tired much of the time and it’s so hard to watch this man be ill and tired and irritable. I’ve found lately in my frustration, after 5 months of this journey, that I admonish him for being negative. I find myself wondering if he’s praying and why he won’t just count the blessings we’ve seen during this trial. Why looking upon what God has done along this path, that we never imagined we’d be on, doesn’t help him to be more positive. And then … I, of course, feel guilty for my lack of empathy and compassion when I feel like this.

But you know what … most people don’t ask how I’m doing. They don’t say, “hey I’ll be praying for you Andrea, you’re going through so much.” And while I feel guilty for even thinking about this, I want them to be praying for The Hubs. I want their prayers for him to storm the gates of heaven, I want them heard by the ear of Father God.

So today I purpose to pray for my husband. Not necessarily for the healing that we know is complete in Christ. But for our marriage and relationship. I never want to wonder again if I’ve done everything I should have done to honor my husband, like I did the day the doctors spoke the “C” word.

Lysa’s devotional reminded me that when I honor my husband I honor God, and I want to be That Wife.

When it comes to Intentional Living I want the #1 Intention to be prayer. In whatever area that prayer needs to be, intentionally for that day or hour or moment. I intend to pray on purpose, rather than by rote.

Do you pray intentionally?

What in your life, in your relationship, needs intentional prayer today?

Feel free to share with us … I’d love to pray with you!

Thanks my faithful readers … for reading and remaining with me.

 

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God Slowed Time …


Day 6 … A Thankful Advent

God slowed time for us today …

Today I found myself thankful for the time The Hubs and I have in praise, worship and prayer each morning as we drive the 2 1/2 hours to and from treatment appointments. I love the sound of my husband singing praises, with his quiet passion, to our Almighty God. He thinks I’m dozing during parts of the trip, and maybe I do sometimes, but most times I am quietly praying and praising God for the new day and the healing of my husband, and in turn my very heart.

Today, though, we started out a bit frustrated, he and I. The week is winding down, but the busy is not. Just 2 days over three months we have been going non-stop with doctors appointments, tests and more test, chemo and radiation and funerals and court dates for family members … all very much go, go, go. Back to the point … this morning, we didn’t turn the praise music on at first … just a quiet ride interrupted by a phone call from my family … and when by the time that phone call ended I had spilled hot tea down my left leg and we were in stopped traffic, again, for the second day in a row. The Hubs snapped and I snipped and I just switched on the radio station and began to pray …

then God …

The Hubs’  favorite song came on and the atmosphere quieted. An inaudible sigh of  relief came and I called the doctor to tell them we would be late for his treatment, they encouraged us to come anyway.

The Hubs looked at the clock and said, “there’s no way we’re making it!”

I replied, “Ask God to slow time, I do and He does.”

I put my head back and prayed, thanking God that He would slow the time so that we weren’t too late. Then a lovely song came on and I don’t remember the name or the words, I just know it soothed my soul and I found myself asking Jesus back into my heart; in a re-dedication way, and feeling a fullness and a floating as I sang the words to the song. The Hubs was singing too.

I could feel the road, bumpy underneath us as he drove and sang, yet there were no jars from the bumps, no lower back irritation. It was smooth sailing on the bumpy NJ interstate.

And while we sang the song and praise our God I saw those lights behind my eyes … you know that organic kaleidoscope we found behind our eyelids when as kids we shut our eyes really tight so we could see that kaleidoscope of beautiful colors ebbing and waning in our mind’s eye … and I knew it was God showing me the diminishing of the tumor in The Hubs lung. Over and over it just got smaller and smaller, and I kept singing that song with The Hubs as we drove to the appointment.

We arrived, just 15 minutes late … God slowed time just as I had asked … and they took The Hubs in straight away, stating that he was right on time, someone else was running late too.

God blessed us with calm and time.

In Genesis 12:1-7 God is talking to Abram about making him a great nation … and in those scripture verses God tells Abram, ” I will bless you.”

You see in the stresses of your day, when the weight of the world threatens to crush you, when you simply have no more to give, Father God comes to you and says, “I will bless you.”

He will not make you carry that weight.

He will not cause your burden to increase.

Our God of Love comes to you, where you are and blesses you …

He will breathe relief into your spirit so that you remember to SLOW DOWN and BREATHE. He fills you up until you can fill no further; until you bless another …

That’s what this is … this Advent season, it is love and blessings and grace and calm and peace.

God came as a child, to learn and grow and teach … to teach us to be children, so that we would grow and love.

” The birth of the child into the darkness of the world made possible not just a new way of understanding life but a new way of living it.” ~ Frederick Buechner

But to do this we must accept His blessing, His overwhelming grace and slow down and still ourselves, our pace, our hearts and our minds and sit in His Glorious Light each day; we must be willing to be the sons and daughters of the King, learning at His feet.

May you know the slow pace that is His peace … Blessings.

 

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Peace when the hits keep coming …


“When it rains it pours ….”

A.Hutchinson Photography

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I found myself posting that yesterday! So much like world thinking and it isn’t where I should be, how I should be responding to the ever compounding hits this family is taking. Yet we endure, we rise to Praise God again today. But it is disconcerting to see that when I am tired and worn down when another hit comes I respond from the flesh … I guess this shows me how much more work God and I have to do. Though, I guess I should be encouraged that I didn’t actually throw in the towel and toss it and the bathwater, with the baby, out the window. Happy that I didn’t blow my cork and just go straight back to the BC (before Christ) of who I used to be.

But God …

In the wake of cancer and family stresses and the death of loved ones I hear these words in my spirit …

❝ Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.❞ ~ Philippians 4:6-8

We are not anxious, we are praying, fervently and in gratitude and God knows our requests before we ask. And we have been given the comfort of His peace and we do not understand how we feel it at all…

God is guarding our hearts and our minds through Christ Jesus.

This is my testimony today … our relationship with Jesus has secured this promise in our life, today. It is how we are enduring the ever increasing temperature of these trials we are going through. Praise God.

So when it rains … and it pours … and the thunder clouds threaten and the lightening flashes … we will not cower, we will not give in to our pain …

We will praise Him in the storm!

 

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Just a moment …


Not Perfect

Not Perfect

It has truly been a mean week; illness and hospitals, family life and home. Just one big whirlwind of one step in front of the other while praying and trusting God to guide me through, while being cradled in a grace bubble.

It’s amazing … I’ve been in a grace bubble before but remained numb and unable to function except by rote. Now, understanding more about God’s character and love for me, I’ve learned to be able to function in this peaceful place of His!

It has changed me … changed how I deal with stress.

Today the dam broke … a household situation arose and The Hubs, who was already bearing his silent weight in stress, had to come home from work (after just over an hour) to ensure things were safe.

Oh how I ache to see the strain on his face as he too learns to trust God’s provision instead of jumping in all hands and profanity to remedy a situation; while bursting with thankfulness that He is who God made Him to be and He’s working it, successfully! (I only hope I am as pleasing to Father as it Hubs!)

Just one more thing to add to the seemingly endless list of MUST DO … one more straw and the camel is wobbling … and we pray.

I look up … that’s where my help comes from [Psalm121] and silently pray from my heart and try not to allow the stress to overwhelm me; while simultaneously worrying about my husband and his honest and true heart for God and whether or not he will revert back, like so many times ….

that is fear.

STOP!

BREATH!

We settle the situation and off he goes back to work only to wait a half hour; and with the biggest, mushiest heart to call me to see if I’m alright … and my heart explodes and I’m thankful for this man of mine, that God gave to me.

I settle back and soak in praise … listening to videos in the background as I work, being thankful!

This is how I spend time with God; decompressing from the world and this life that sometimes just reaches out and grasps us in just a moment  …

Praising … exulting Him, knowing that no matter what I see, no matter what I hear or feel … He is in control and all that happens is for my benefit because I love Him and work according to His purposes.

So I thought I share a moment praising my God with you … in words and song. Giving Him the highest praise … singing and raising my arms and feeling His love fall upon us … as I reach that Peace that is Jesus, the peace He left us; not that false just for a moment of pleasure, temporary peace this world offers …

Rather the soft and refreshing bubble of grace that He envelopes us in when we softly speak His name in praise, when we ask Abba, Father, I need you more …

Blessings.

 

 

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