Calm after the storm.
The fog is finally lifting.
Rays of light shining through the clouds.
The world is washed clean.
The air smells crisp and fresh.
Colors beaming brighter after a long period of gray.
God brightening the heavy darkness; finally uplifting the heart the soul the spirit.
Everything is clearer: there is nothing more precious and rare than pure love.
When one turns to the light, will one finally be able to see clearly, or will one be so blinded by the past darkness, forever until death, forever until it is too late?
Getting Ready for Bed
Mommy's View of the Kids right before bed time.
1 Corinthians 13
"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance".
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