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House Of Refuge Ministries - Pastor Helen James Swift, Newark, DE (2026)

03/31/2019

March 31, 2019

“You’ve got a really good pace going. It was hard for me to catch you!”

Those were the words of a gentleman coming from behind me at the trail, which I found to be quite strange. Why strange? Because my response was, “This pace is slow for me. I use to be able to go much faster.”

“Me too.” He replied as he smiled and walked on ahead of me.

Strangely, the day before a woman stopped me and said, “You’re in really good shape. I’m huffing and puffing and you aren’t breathing hard at all.” (My breathing was a bit labored, but I could hear my son, Joseph, saying to hold my head up. So I was walking tall.)

I smiled and let her know that I hadn’t been to the trail in a very long time and was going pretty slowly. I told her, in the past, I would have been finished a long time ago! Yet, I let her know, “We are here and that’s what’s important.”

You see, I’ve had what I will describe as “hiccups” for a while. I hadn’t been able to make it to the trail and getting back took much, much prayer and encouragement. Actually, my son, Jeremy, prayed for God to help me get back to walking.

I knew it wasn’t going to be easy and I wasn’t sure if I was going to have to take a few breaks and sit on the benches, nicely positioned, in certain spots.

I knew what I was capable of doing in the past. Shoot, there were even times that I could and would jog. Now I have to take it slower, as I glance at the joggers and fast walkers.

Remember the times when things seemed much easier? Certain things were mastered without so much effort?? And, somehow, starting over makes your minds wander back to those times – those seasons.

As we know, seasons change and, depending on our nature and makeup, we may or may not adjust well to the change or changes. Quite frankly, some changes are difficult and, let’s be honest, they can also be painful; nevertheless, what I am recognizing as my “hiccups” have served as encouragement to people I don’t even know.

As I glanced at the trees during my slow walk, I could see some of them had small blossoms and others were still bare from the cold winter. But I remember during the spring, summer and fall those same trees were in full bloom and beautiful, and they will be again.

All of them are not blooming at the same time; however, when the season is right, their beauty will be magnificent.

How do I know? Well, I took pictures last year to remind myself that those trees that are in full bloom will become barren…BUT…they will bloom again.

My pace will return again, but right now I’m encouraged that my slower season is an encouragement to people I don’t even know, as the man said, before quickening past me, “Thank you for the encouragement.” To which as I replied, “Thank you for your encouragement, too!”

I will try very hard not to rush my process so I can learn all the lessons God has for me. It’s not an easy thing but like the old song says;

“Nobody told me the road would be easy but I don’t believe He brought me this far to leave me.”

I’m grateful that I don’t look like what I’ve been through and by the Grace of God I pray neither will you!

Until Next Time….Think on These Things.

03/03/2019

(Previously shared in 2009)

April 6, 2009

Please Be Kind and Rewind……….

As I was walking from the kitchen - yes I said kitchen and not my trail - I heard the words, “Be kind and rewind.”

I paused, momentarily, to determine what the meaning could possibly be. Again, I heard, “Please be kind and rewind.”

Soon my mind began to drift back to the many things that God has miraculous done for me over years of my life. I have either stored those memories away, forgotten about them or just hadn’t seen the necessity to repeat or, should I now say, rewind them.

I thought about the times when I rented VHS movies from the video store and there was a smiley face that said, “Please be kind and rewind.”

Well that pretty much meant, now that you’ve enjoyed this movie, make it easier for the next viewer. Rewind it for them.

I often hear of so much pain, discouragement, fears, trepidation - my son will like that word. It means nervous apprehension for those of us who might need to look it up J - and just plain dread. Many are overcome by what seems like mountainous impossibilities. Some are depressed and others even contemplating su***de.

Bottom line, many are just losing hope.

When the Lord spoke those words to me, He later said, “Share the things that I have done for you, even if you have shared them before.”

He further said, “Some need to hear it again; some never heard you before; some didn’t find it relevant at the time.”

So here I go. Let me rewind, perhaps, one or two things that God has done in my life.

My economy was really bad for me in the early stages of my marriage. Pretty much like the song, which one of the verses says:

How you gonna pay your rent/ All your money spent/ Little bit to buy some food/ Baby needs a pair of shoes/ Look you got a light bill due/ Even got a gas bill too/ Phone’s on disconnect/ Waiting for your next pay check/ Listen what you ought to do/ Jesus will see you through/ I’m a witness He will see you through. - Jesus will work it out (Cosmopolitan Mass Choir)

My husband, at the time, and I had filed bankruptcy. It is not something that I am proud to share but it’s a fact. Moving on, we were renting a house from a relative. She passed away and her niece was in charge of her affairs.

One sunny afternoon she paid me a visit. I was home with our three sons and we had a pleasant time during her stay. She brought her son with her, who was my age, and I was glad to see him. However, just as soon as she prepared to leave her demeanor did a 180 and she said, “Doll, you’ve got to get out and get out now.”

I was in shock!!!

I looked at her son and he just shook his head and whispered, “She’s been like that since she had surgery on her brain.”

There was no way to talk her out of it and I WAS AFRAID!!! Our rent was perfect, our life was simple. My family and I were happy. Well, let me interject this. We were happy until people told us differently. Let me explain.

Others figured that we should be doing this and that and that and this with our lives. But what we were doing was great for us. It was a simple and wonderful life and we loved and served God. I was criticized that I had a degree; yet, I was home raising our sons. It’s what the plan of God was at that time for our lives; nevertheless, others had so much to say.

Again, moving on, I told my husband, who never showed fear even if he felt it, about the eviction notice and I began to dread the daily task of combing the newspaper for somewhere my family could move to on our modest income.

Oh! I was selling Tupperware at the time but my main party supplier was my sister Annette. She loved the parties.

One day, as I was driving to the bank to deposit my meager earnings from my Tupperware sales from the previous week, which was probably a little over $100, I passed this large house on 12th street . There was a sign on the lawn that said, “Open House.”

God said, “Stop”, I said, “No.” God again said, “Stop” and I said, “No, God I don’t want to get my feelings hurt because there is no way we can afford a house like that.”

Well, I stopped, gathered my children and knocked on the door. A nice gentleman opened the door and told me that he renovates homes and had finished this one. He took me on a tour and I knew there was no possible way for us to have such a nice home. Bottom-line, I AIN’T got no money and we AIN’T got no credit!!!

He told me that a postal worker wanted the house but hadn’t given him the money to hold it. He then said, “If you are really interested and have $100, I will hold it until your husband can see it.”

Did I mention I had my TUPPERWARE MONEY!!!

I gave him the money, got his phone number and went on the hunt to find my husband on his route at work.

He loved it, I loved it but we had bad credit.

The owner asked us to meet him at the bank that following Monday morning - it was on a Friday that I had the tour.

Needless to say I had all weekend to lose 10 lbs. I was so afraid.

We met him at the bank and I sat myself up for one of the greatest disappointments of all time. The loan officer asked two questions and neither of which were for me. She asked my husband for his social security number and for proof of insurance for the house.

You see, it was an “ASSUMABLE LOAN”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We Got It!!!

My dream house! Two stories with four bedrooms and a large kitchen, dining room and living room all on a corner lot on what was, then, one of the busiest streets in my hometown. The point of that statement is all could see what God had done for us!!!

Much to my dismay, in the process of time, I lost my house. My husband wanted a separation and I couldn’t afford to pay the mortgage. I was devastated.

He packed us up and moved me and our sons to a place God sovereignly blessed me to find.

Yet, I would pass our home God had given us and always cry. I remember thinking, “God I can’t hold on to one single thing you have given to me.”

Due to a lay off I lost the job I loved, I lost the husband I loved and I lost the home I loved!!!

There was a sign that had HUD on the lawn. So now everyone knew my situation!!!

Let me shorten this. I eventually got another job and my boss was insistent that I buy a home for my sons and me.

Oh goodness, I didn’t want to tell him about the bankruptcy on my credit. He pressured me to call a real estate agent. I did.

He was a Christian man who was very kind and allowed me to tell my story.

At one point he said, “Let me show you this house on 12th street .”

I wanted to scream. I didn’t want to tell him it was my home.

He pulled into the driveway and I thought I would lose my mind. He opened the door and there was my home, just like I left it, except for the fresh paint job.

I walked through trying not to cry.

I opened my son’s closet door and there were all the mischievous writings on the wall, which hurt even more.

I finally told him that I had lived here before. Ironically, no one ever moved in the whole time since we left.

He asked, “Is there anyone you can call to help you?”

He had a cell phone. That was so impressive to me because it was around 1989.

I said, “Let me call my brother in Texas .” My brother and I are about 12 years apart, so we didn’t grow up together.

I said, “Hi A.D. there is a man who wants to talk to you.”

I tried not to listen. Afterwards, He hung up and said, “Your brother said what do I need to do to get my sister back in her house!!!”

Yes you got it, I GOT MY HOUSE BACK!!! And you know what, I’ve lived in this state for 19 years and I STILL have my home in Oklahoma .

It’s the one that has been broken into recently and previously damaged by renters in the past but it’s still mine, given by the grace of God.

And as I wait for further instructions on what God has planned for the gift that the devil can’t take away…These things I recall to mind, therefore I have hope and now I hope you do too….

I have more things to rewind, just for you so…..

Until next time….Think on these things…

P.S. The house is now a part of the outreach services of Turning Point Ministries. It’s now “A Place To Go.”

02/17/2019

February, 17, 2019

I was standing with my shopping cart in front of the paper products at my favorite supermarket. I was actually there to purchase items for our church and I wanted to make sure I got the best price for the products.

Comparing prices and quantity, it didn’t occur to me that I might be in someone’s way.

When I finally made my decision, I had to reach a little high to get one of the items. I am a bit vertically challenged. I reached high and tossed them into my shopping cart. As soon as I grabbed the cart handle, a gentleman was standing slightly behind me and immediately said, “I was waiting here to see if you needed any help.”

For half a second I thought maybe I had been holding him up but, actually, he was waiting to help me. As I thanked him, he went about his way. I wasn’t in his way. He simply watched and waited to help me.

Personally, I see life as a spiritual journey. Although I’m often traveling my routes alone, I’m never alone and there are things that I can master or accomplish by myself, but that gentleman positioning himself, waiting to help me, let me know something. When I need the extra help and I don’t know who to ask, God has someone standing by. Sometimes, perhaps, close by or across the country.

As a matter of fact, just this morning, my mind was a bit troubled and that party of voices in my head was dancing. So much so I couldn’t seem to get a prayer through! Nevertheless, I kept praying. During that time, my phone rang - the person lives 1500 miles away. Their first words were the exact scripture I had been praying!!

Sometimes, in our journey of being seemingly alone, I am assured that I am never alone. If it’s something I cannot do alone; if it’s something to high for me to reach; if it’s a goal I’m trying to accomplish but there is adversity; it may take a while but if it is the will of God, then someone is standing by, someone is waiting or being groomed to help me.

Until then, I press forward. Tears don’t mean I’m not pressing. Tears mean I’m releasing the stress of the press!

Until Next Time…Think on These Things

02/03/2019

February 3, 2019

BAaaaaaby! It’s cold outside!!!

Truly I love the winter. I’ve shared that before with you. Give me boots and a warm coat and I can sing, “These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they'll do!”

But listen, this wind and the wind chill factor, umm, I’m not a fan. And a few other ladies, who I have a secret club with, whisper, “we love winter,” are also saying, “It’s cold!!”

I know my relatives from Minnesota are probably shaking their heads, but I’m an Oklahoma girl. Yes, our state song says, “When the wind come sweeping down the plains.” However, when we get into the minus temperature winds, that’s another song for me altogether.

As I was driving the other day, in the cold, I had a chat with God. It went sort of like this.

“God why is it so cold. You know I love cold weather, but, this is beyond my idea of cold, other than Alaska. Lord , you know it was cold at Langston University, especially when we went between buildings with nothing to shield the wind, but, Jesus, this is cold.”

And my thoughts were, “now don’t be mad, cause I’m just asking.”

He started talking to me about seasons in life. I then heard Him explain, “With this cold and wind chilled time, you have learned to layer up when you go outside. You are more cautious of the elements so you choose heavier attire.”

My spirit leaped because I knew where He was going!

I know that I’m familiar with several scriptures. I read my bible daily and often listen to the Word preached, but in this time of a lot of crisis and confusion, I was going to need more layers of the Word. Not the opinion of others and/or the news.

It caused me to reminisce back when my Pastor use to always say to me, no matter what I was feeling during a time of intense suffering in my life, “Sister Doll, what did the Lord say!” Her point was, I hear you and know how you feel but feelings come and go, so what is God saying.

And in times like these, I can’t google God! I don’t need to quickly grab my phone to ask what someone else thinks. That is ok in the right season but, honestly, just recently, I got a call from someone who was hurting. Instead of offering solace, I said, “Let’s read Psalms 91 together, out loud.” We did and we were both encouraged.

So in this chilling time, I am warmed by the Word, and blanketing in prayers against the elements of this season. Yes, it’s still cold so let’s button up and allow God to strengthen and warm our souls…Daily.

Until Next Time….Think on These Things

01/20/2019

January 20, 2019

Standing in a long line…BUT…I’m standing!

With great boldness, those were the words I texted to my cousin who was texting me words of encouragement. I had also just gotten a message from Tracy with more reassuring words, “You’re okay.”

It was a heck of a morning for me to say the least. The pending weather report spoke of precipitation and low temperatures. To me that indicates icy roads and I do all I can to avoid driving on the ice.

Leaving for the tasks of the day, I was midway to my first stop when I realized I’d left my cell phone charging – AT HOME! I contemplated continuing my tasks but the anxiety that kicked in had me turning around and heading home. How did I survive without my cell phone in the past?

My routine has been disrupted, but onward I go.

I made it to the wholesale store nearest my home. I prefer that one because I know the layout of the store.

I picked up a few items, loaded my car, and off I went to my next stop.

Opening my car door, I reached for my purse. Ummm, I didn’t see it. Perhaps I inadvertently put it in the trunk. Ummm, again, no purse.

Helen, look again! Look in the back seat. No way could you have possibly left your overstuffed heavy purse at BJ’s.

Okay, panic struck me. How is this possible… for me?

I jumped back in my vehicle and googled the store number as I began the long drive back to the store - long for me with my mindset.

The lights weren’t working in my favor, so there I sit saying, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”

After going through the maze of options on their answering device, I selected customer service.

The lady could barely answer as I blurted out, “Did anyone possibly turn in a purse there?”

She replied, “Can you describe it?”

My words were so jumbled in my attempt to describe the purse I carry nearly every day.

Finally, she could tell she needed to help me out, when I had a brain freeze, by mentioning the name brand.

And no I’m not an extravagant spender on name branded purses but this one was purchased, super inexpensive, at an outlet mall 2 years ago.

She told me to just come to the service desk.

Now, I had to wonder if whoever turned in my purse had gone through my wallet and taken out my cash. You say, “what about credit cards?” I carry them separately with my keys.

I had to wait in line at customer service. Finally, I got my purse with money intact!! I asked where did I leave it. She replied, “The cart person brought it to me!”

I had gotten a call early this morning and the person said, “God has a specific Angel watching over [me] you.”

I was grateful but literally beating myself up for this incident. So much so that my cousin said, “Could you please put the bat down?”

As loved ones calmed me, I was sitting in my car at my last stop. There is a food establishment there that I really like and they are only open on Friday’s and Saturday’s. I tried hard to get my composure. I actually thought, “Why don’t you just go home, give up, etc?”

I tried sucking up my tears and went into the Farmer’s Market.

I got a text asking me how I was and my reply was, “Standing in a long line…BUT… I’m standing!!!

Those words hit me so hard. I’M STANDING!!!

Why would I stand when things are so hard and the wait is so long? I know if I keep standing in that line, my number will eventually be called and I will receive what I came for.

Going home wasn’t an option because I knew that for me, whether no one else likes the food or not, I like it and it’s worth waiting for. Therefore, I stood.

So what mishaps, disappointments, setups and setbacks have you experienced in your journey for whatever God has promised? They certainly do come, yet, God also comes.

And you know what, standing wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be because I really wanted what I was standing/waiting for!

So having done all to stand…Let’s STAND!!! Ephesians 6:13 paraphrased.

Until Next Time….Think on These Things

01/06/2019

January 6, 2019

Let’s call this “Throwback Sunday.” And when I say “Throwback” I mean way, way back.

When my cousin Laura, my ex-husband and I were exposed to, what we would call, a “WORD” church, the bible became so alive! We were no longer reading or glancing upon bible stories. The God of the bible miracles was the same God of today.

You couldn’t make us believe God wasn’t going to answer our prayers that were according to His will.

I smile when I think about one of us knowing there was a sale at a Payless Shoe Store. Sis Jacque would give me a call - or maybe pick me up - and we would go get us some brand new “jellies.” That’s what the shoes were called. No one could tell us we weren’t dressed up in our pantyhose and new jellies as we entered church to worship.

We didn’t have much but we were blessed, better than blessed. We shared our faith and our food! And when transportation wasn’t available, we gladly walked to church. I recall being pregnant with my second son and walking to church. Not a problem whatsoever.

We didn’t watch the clock for how long service was. Truly our soul’s anthem was “Glad to be in the service one more time!”

Laura split up our group when she was led to move to Tulsa to attend ORU (Oral Roberts University). That seemed miles away from Muskogee at the time, although it was only a short distance. I was use to her being around. She lived with us and constantly rescued my baby when he wouldn’t go to sleep. He was a night owl and that did not coincide with his father’s work schedule. As his father would begin to scold him to go to sleep, Laura would tip-toe in the room and say, “Can I take him with me?” The answer would be yes! And she played and sang to him until they both fell asleep.

The cost of moving to Tulsa was more than her budget at the time. She did move into a nice apartment but she needed groceries. She had a daughter and they needed to eat.

Laura didn’t call home to let us know. She cried out to God for food and took out the trash. As she shared with me, later, she tossed the bag in the dumpster and heard, “Look in the dumpster.” Inside the dumpster was an unopened 10lb bag of potatoes! She managed to jump high enough, to get low enough to get the whole bag with all the potatoes in tact! And most of all, she glorified God.

That was probably 30+ years ago but we serve the same God - who supplies all our needs according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus! Philippians 4:19

As the Winans use to sing, “Bring back those days. I remember when life was so simple. We did or we didn’t, we would or we wouldn’t.” (Bring Back the Days of Yea and Nay – The Winans)

We believed!

Back now, to our potato faith!!!

Until Next Time…..Think on These Things.

12/23/2018

December 22, 2018

It’s Christmas time and I want to be festive! I want to join in with others and say, “Jesus is the reason for the season!”

While I know that is absolutely correct, I have more pondering in my heart about different events surrounding me.

Trust me when I say, “God is good and God is sovereign, because He is!”, but a dear friend reminded me that she fell in love with the ministry God gave me because, in her words, “You were so real.”

There are dear people close to me who are in pain. It hurts!!! It hurts a lot. I’m not surrounded by immediate family, as I would like to be, and it’s become my new normal. Just facts!

But as the old saying I use to hear often says, “When I think of the goodness of Jesus and all He’s done for me, my soul cries out, HALLEJUAH.” A dear friend who had, what was supposed to be minor surgery, the other day, turned into major surgery. She is okay and always loves to sing, “Hallelujah – ANYHOW!”

I don’t have a Christmas tree up this year. My grandchildren live miles away - I miss my grown babies. I can still say, “God is good.”

Let me share why: I was driving home last Friday from the Farmer’s Market and thankfully paying extra attention to the road. I glanced out of the corner of my left eye. I saw a car from the furthest left lane of this 4 lane highway, heading directly towards me. Most who know me already know I’m not fond of driving. I’m a better passenger.

Anyway, the car wasn’t slowing down and, by the grace of God, I quickly slammed on my brakes: but my car wasn’t coming to a complete stop as the car was about to broadside the driver’s side of my vehicle.

I pressed as hard as I could, as I could see ahead of me, as I was attempting to veer to my right, a pole. Now, I see the pole and the backside of this Lincoln SUV.

My car stopped!!!

Or I think it stopped! It happened so fast I literally can’t remember. All, I know is I did not collide with either the car or the pole.

I don’t know if the driver fell asleep, had a medical condition or saw an establishment he/she was about to pass at the last minute! All I know is, somehow, God divinely stopped my car or dispatched His angels to get between me and the collision.

No, I didn’t think to stop and check on the other vehicle. Great peace engulfed me and I heard keep going and I did.

I actually stopped at the supermarket to get my cranberry juice I had planned to get. ALL who know me, know, I would have called someone, cried and went home.

Five days later I was in my room and I was boiling an egg in the kitchen. It had been on roughly 3 to 4 minutes when I thought I smelled something burning. My thought was, “I’m tripping, it’s my imagination, just finish what I’m doing.”

I hear sharply, “Go check the smell!”

I opened my bedroom door and the house was full of smoke!

I ran downstairs and some bacon that had been cooked earlier, prior to my boiled eggs, which was on the stove and on some paper towels, was on fire!

Listen. When I put on my egg, there were no other burners on!

The range had malfunctioned and turned on a burner!

I’m running through the downstairs, removing what was burning - forgot about the fire extinguisher- and opening windows and doors and my throat was burning. And yes, the burner was on off – BUT – due to a malfunction, continued to stay on while being turned off.

I had to unplug the stove to stop what was happening. Both smoke alarms have been tested and are working.

I thank God that I am able to write today because certainly some other force had other plans for me and I DID NOT FEEL UP TO WRITING.

My youngest son is here and he has, hugged me, driven for me and prayed for me. He said, “Mama, we’re just gonna sit.” No, tree (he loves to decorate) but now is a time to reflect, be thankful and literally hear what God is showing us.

I say Merry Christmas to you all. I say Jesus is the reason for the season. And as for me, I say, “Jesus, His divine protection and His giving His angels charge over me, to keep me in all my ways Psalms 91:11…Is the reason, I keep believing!

Until Next Time….Think on These Things

P.S. For those of you who believe in the power of prayer…please don’t forget to pray for me

12/09/2018

December 9, 2018

The comparison test! I’m pretty sure I failed.

Veering from the trail for my doctor’s appointment last week, I signed in, gave my information to the receptionist and took a seat in the waiting area. I sat next to a woman who seemed to be very busy.

She was writing and writing and I thought, “I need and want to be able to write fluently again. And she is so focused.”

I began to, kind of, spiral because I have a book I’ve been finishing for some time and another one in the works. Yet, I’m not moving fast enough (my opinion only).

Of course, when someone asks, “When will your next book be ready?” I feel as though I’m letting others down. I want to say, “I’m almost done.” Actually I want to say, “I’m done.” But that is not the case.

For one of the books I’m writing, well, I’m still living it out. Mainly due to the fact that I mostly write about ME.

As I tried to distract my focus, I wasn’t very successful. This woman was super busy and I was rapidly sinking.

She was there when I arrived, so I was hoping she would be called before me. I didn’t want my blood pressure to be elevated.

As the nurse opened the door, I began to perspire. Please, let it be her.

Yesssss! it was; however, this busy lady was now busily gathering up all the papers and items that surrounded her, as she carried on a conversation with herself.

My heart was pricked.

Before you judge me, many of you know from my books, I’ve had my very own debilitating emotional issues in the past - I know a couple of you reading this will say, “In the past?” :-)

My mind flooded back to my years as a case manager for the chronically mentally ill. A job I truly loved.

I missed the signs because I was in the comparative mode instead of an awareness mode.

As she entered the open door she, matter-of-factly, stated, “If you take me to room number 1, I’m calling the FBI!”

Appearances are not often reality and my reality was not judging her, but misjudging myself.

A friend told me recently, “Helen, you’re at the right place at this time in your life. If God wanted those things completed, they would be.” And people who know me are very aware that I don’t procrastinate!

Then he shared a scripture, which surprised and blessed me.

Philippians 4:6
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God.

I’ve prayed and surely cried enough, but have I kept a thankful heart?

God has many ways to get His words of comfort, healing and or correction to us. Another friend began to sing to me as I shared this incident.

Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning (moment) last
Simon & Garfunkel

The clock seems to tick faster in our lives with each birthday. We fret about our careers, our children, our loved ones, our breakthroughs. It seems like we’re running out of time, but I must keep reminding myself as David did in Psalms.

Psalm 31:15 New King James Version (NKJV)
My times are in your hands

Delay is all about what we glean in our process.

So let’s remember that delay is not denial. Besides that, the only person we should truly mirror is the one we see in our mirror.

Until Next Time….Think on These Things

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