Monday, May 6, 2024

Even in the worst shitpiles, my God treats me special

   the specialness of faith


Imagine being locked in a prison cell with no name, no rights, no access to law; very little chance of survival; Would you feel your faith?


Ways we feel our faith vary like snowflakes.

  For some it's being on Jeopardy with questions and answers to category like, Things that fly around in the universe.

  For others, a bead of dew never quite plopping onto a leaf in a breeze.

  For me, 

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