There are no promises that you will rise and set day after day.
It is Lord willing that we wake with breath in our lungs to anxiously wait,
second by second
minute by minute
hour by hour
day by day
week by week
month by month
and year by year
for the most opportune window to capture you once more, as you lure us out into
winter
spring
summer
and fall.
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Indeed the Lord holds everything together…