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if i look back, i am lost

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Oh to be eleven years old and finding a life-changing obscure paperback in the library
Have you ever considered that Sisyphus might've just been in for the love of the game? My bus driver hits the same curb every morning
God is truly amazing. he has a way of coming through for me in the very last hour. reminding me that his timing is always better than mine. i am so grateful because he continues to give me not always what i want, but exactly what i need, even when i don’t understand it in the moment. i am grateful for every change, every closed door, every betrayal, every redirection, and every unexpected turn because i know none of it is wasted. what i thought was rejection was protection. what i thought was a loss was actually redirection, and what hurt me was sometimes the very thing God used to move me closer to where i was meant to be. i thank God for removing what was never meant to stay, revealing what i needed to see, and guiding my steps even when i couldn’t see the whole path. i trust him deeply because time and time again, he has proven that everything he does is for my good. God has never failed me, and i know he never will.
Bathing Nymphs by Hobbe Smith (Dutch painter, 1862-1942)
no eclipse glasses we are experiencing things allegory of the cave style
“You are dripping like a mermaid;”
— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre.
Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
A natural wave is formed on Lake Michigan when the riptide meets the incoming tide and explodes upward, 2014 - by Michael Bernhardt, American
Art Deco nautilus lamp.
May you be deeply loved, well-rested, and genuinely at peace.