Friday, November 14, 2008
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Sometimes the Journey is like climbing a mountain of glass on hands and knees.
Sometimes it is standing on that mountaintop, gazing breathless at the glory of the scene below.
What counts most is the willingness to travel It; whether by the painful inches of trial or by soaring on the warm thermals of Grace.
11/08
Sometimes it is standing on that mountaintop, gazing breathless at the glory of the scene below.
What counts most is the willingness to travel It; whether by the painful inches of trial or by soaring on the warm thermals of Grace.
11/08
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