Realizing the presence, promise, and power of the Kingdom of God.
8:18
I shouldn’t be on this path.
I only notice the bird because it is dancing.
The day dawns as I take to the lake.
This rose bush is admirable.
I have to read the young woman’s sign twice.
I realize now how much I miss this.
The problem with progression is it’s sneaky.
My grandson is a talker who doesn’t require words.
It’s a new day. Again.
This is a new road beneath our feet.
Cooking is a very practical expression of love.
It feels like we are in a dystopian graphic novel.
Waiting for dawn is hard.
I had no idea of the scale of this bridge.
I have ample time this year to watch my garden grow.

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