Hope

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And down came the rain

Simple drizzle, little drops leisurely finding their way to earth. Followed by sheets. Driving curtains of rain penetrating every crack, horizontal and vertical. Subsiding, then changing its mind and inviting the wind along for the ride. Calm, and the promise of light shafting through the clouds. Life feels like this sometimes. Just when we think …

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Where do your roots go?

When you are empty and tired,where do your roots go? Or what do you reach forwhen you are dry? I wonder, what satisfies your soul,  releasing hope to rise again? And where is your quiet space,where you can breathe deeply? These are precious placeswe need more than ever. This is sacred space.

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