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Tiempo para todo..

tiempo de buscar, y tiempo de perder; tiempo de guardar, y tiempo de desechar;
Yo he visto el trabajo que Dios ha dado a los hijos de los hombres para que se ocupen en él. (Eclesiastés 3:6, 10 RVR1960) Estas Tú ocupándote en la cosas de Dios? Oh aún no lo entiendes! Orar sin cesar 2014! Amén 

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