This season of exhaustion and regrouping, bares in me the lost… purpose, vision, reason to walk this earth. Yet maybe this resting is to dream… dream new visions… envision renewed purpose… Where there is no vision, the people perish (rebel, go wild, do their own thing): but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.ContinueContinue reading “Rest”
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The Survivor 