That quickly His voice beckons me. That quickly His wisdom floods my thoughts. With Him come feelings of regret and judgement as I look at time lost in purgatory. Quiet! I say to myself. Let me get back on my feet before you try to bring me down. It is in subtle ways. Slowly. Quietly. My connection is stolen. I want it back. The fight does not end. Being a believer is a never-ending project. A journey with no end. Only to be appreciated for exactly what it is… the present. Today was a good day.
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