Wednesday, August 22, 2012


Sometimes I want to yell this at the sky. Just to make sure God hears me loud & clear.

For example, tonight I went running in the dark. I mean, there were some street lights. On my way back down the hill, I ran past a dad walking out in front of his house with a baby asleep in his arms. I waved to him. (He didn't wave back because it was dark and he was holding a sleeping daughter).

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