Monday, December 18, 2017

“Embrace the glorious mess that you are.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
18 December
My God made me to move mountains, not to whimper excuses. To be self-possessed, prodigal, joyous. To cavort with all the freedom and playfulness of some magnificent animal broke out finally from life’s entangling undergrowth, utterly free now to romp about in God's very own broad sunlit uplands.


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