Monday, January 18, 2010

'The Dancing River' by Zoe
Oh, what an awesome thing it is to hope! I love hope. It gets all of my mental faculties pointed in the right direction. I am hoping so hard right now that Faith has to attach to it...right? Faith is the substance of things hoped for. So I am positioning myself, setting my face like flint in the direction of my hope... and it is producing joy and peace. I will not think anymore right now of the mechanics of how this all works. To do so would destroy this new-found field of buried treasures. I'm selling all I have and buying this field.

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