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 We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
| The pages white as yet unknown, how will we write that book? These first three days of seeds now sown give just a minor look. "I wonder why sometimes these days test hopefulness and grace. To feel so lost with list obeyed, just waiting in this place. "The clouds outside seem like my heart. I'm blind to the way through. Has God a way for me to start? Is waiting what I must do? "Throughout my past I've had my back. I've known how to proceed, but now my greatest strength I lack. My pride has fed my greed. "I've been brought low. Who is my Guide? Is there some way to live? This devastation, reflex to hide, Is there some Hope to give? "These tears are all my eyes produce. My sight is all but gone. Please show me life of further use. Please, help me see some sun." by Jay O’Toole on January 3rd, 2026      |
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