There are days like this where I want to know why life is so beautiful and where I am unable
:-) There are conversations that release, others sadden, time spent with friends not to be taken seriously, habits of prayer (re) develop, harsh words to say and hear. Yet the accumulation of singular, any insignificant little things make us look more beautiful life despite the trials that are still very present here.
There are commitments that remind us of our own, the questions that repeatedly come back, and millions of ways to live and to live My Word of Fire.
There are so many things and nothing too numerous to list, but the dark days of November are finally gone ... and that's great :-)
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