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Esther
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"Luc 12: 35
V 35 Que vos reins soient ceints, et vos lampes allumées
V36 Et vous, soyez semblables à des hommes qui attendent que leur maître revienne des noces, afin de lui ouvrir dès qu'il arrivera et frappera
V37 Heureux ces serviteurs que le maître à son arrivée trouvera veillant! Je vous le dis en vérité, il se ceindra, les fera mettre à table et s'approchera pour les servir.
V 38 Qu'il arrive à la deuxième ou à la troisième veille, heureux ces serviteurs, s'il les trouve veillant!
V39 Sachez-le bien, si le maître de la maison savait à quelle heure le voleur doit venir, il veillerait et ne laisserait pas percer sa maison.
V40 Vous aussi, tenez-vous prêts, car le fils de l'homme viendra à l'heure où vous n'y penserez pas".
Bonne méditation
Esther
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