A bloggy place to think out loud. "Here's my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above." (Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing, v. 3)
06 March 2017
62/365
We're learning how to be just two again, sometimes slowly, sometimes little by little. It might seem obvious, but just two is different than all those numbers up to eight. Two means that we only interrupt each other. Two means that sometimes there are miles and hours of quiet. Two means that we stop when we are ready. Two means just a short time of deciding what to eat. We sure are thankful for the eight, but there are some pretty sweet blessings in two.
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