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Why am I blogging? I looked into the eyes of a stranger. And he looked into mine. I saw the depth inside. I found myself looking into. The eyes of the stranger. And he looked into mine. I looked into the soul of a stranger. And he looked into mine. I saw myself mirrored in there. I looked into the soul of a stranger. And found it was a soul mate of mine. I looked into the face of a stranger. And he looked into mine.
In hopes of recovering from an excruciating grief. This is not as much for you as for anyone else reading today finding themselves struggling with grief, but this is something I desperately wish I was mulling over and discussing with you! Bear with me as I may seem longwinded, but there has been a lot pondered during this hour layover and it has become heavy on my heart to share. But I do apologize for what is apparently my longest post.
I do not want to meet my destiny head on; I want to forge it with my own blood, sweat and tears. I want to look back when I reach the end and say. I want to leave my mark on the world with something to be remembered for, not by. Who will speak up for you if not you? Do not keep treading water when you have learnt how to swim. There is something that speaks to my very soul. Flowing with the ebb of.
An inspiring devotional page that is meant to encourage, uplift and minister. Thursday, August 13, 2015. Travelling to find a place. Where someone has the time. So many are the verses, yet. Not many of them rhyme. The injury, it hurts, but once more.
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