God's grace is burned into my mind. That acceptance, I didn't realize, who knew the end result was so fulfilling. The hardest thing for me was a dream I'd given up on, but now I'm a writer, a great form of encouragement, it opened up a whole new world.
God is relentless, relentless, relentless. His chains are softer than lambs wool and once attached more ingrained than a spike in granite. Breathe, here's the news, we are the temple, the bridge is constructed, sprint with all your will across it until your feet feel nothing underneath them but the air you're running on. Water is the symbol running down your brow, but the acceptance is the true sanctification of rebirth. Be brave, the journey is only for a while.
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