
The truth is, no one should have to walk around in shallow lands. Suffering shoulders to look over. The holes of discomfort growing bolder, the need for respite. To pause and reset.
the earth has its leans, its greens, its means of total upset,
sucking marrow and the bone. The old, and growing, no one knows ” what tomorrow holds”
in faith we pray a better world awaits, and healing blows like the winds.
and healing blows, like the wind.
kindness sister Krissy
… healing and a capacity to care for the sick, so strained now, both the literal and the emotional.
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Lovely!
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Beautiful words Krissy xox
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so kind 🙂 xo 🙂
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And I can’t wait for the better world with my Father…
Thanks, sis
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Amen to that! Rev.
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Kind words full of Wisdom beautiful 🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯
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thank you kindly, Kindness 🙂
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A blog that speaks of faith and kindness has a great deal to offer the world. ❤
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thank you so much Anna Waldherr 🙂
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Healing seems to be in short supply.
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