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Human seeking God
for intimate relationship and sense of peace.  Understanding of the human condition vital; virgin birth a definite plus.  Also looking for ability to answer prayers, trustworthiness, and divine sense of humour.  Apply P.O. Box 60192.

God seeking Human
for trusting and committed relationship.  Must have open heart and be willing to take risks.  Brokenness not necessarily a problem but pride is a deal-breaker.  Get in touch soon.  Apply P.O. Box 60783.


Human seeking God
Look, God, are you really there any more?  Sometimes I feel like I'm trying and trying at this relationship thing and there just ain't nothing happening.  Give me a call, OK?  I'd really like to be close again but I don't know how to make it work.  All I need is one little signal from you.  That's it.  Just one.

God seeking Human
I love you.  I miss you.  You don't seem to have much time for me these days, and when we do talk it's just a list of demands.  I came to Earth.  I am closer than you know.  I will be back again.  Remember all we had together, and give me another chance.  It is Christmas, after all.

You have said, “Seek my face.”
My heart says to you,
    “Your face, Lord, do I seek.”
Psalm 27:8
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