In Life
Sometimes, all it takes is a little grace… A little of God’s grace and all of our problems seem to fade away.
Sometimes, all it takes is a little grace… A little of God’s grace and all of our problems seem to fade away.
Friends… The fields we sow with love and reap with thanksgiving, the bard that plays our favourite songs, the vine that offers us drinks to quench our thirst, and the blanket that shields us from the cold.
My dear muse, I write this for you.
What is the purpose of life? Why does the question arise anyway?
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