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“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.” This verse has been a comfort of mine as of late.
When asked if he was a genius, Thomas Edison responded: "You know well enough I am nothing of the sort, unless we accept the theory that genius is prolonged patience. I am patient enough to be sure."
It was a dark and stormy night, or maybe it wasn’t. Nicki couldn’t really remember and for a second it didn’t really matter. Cerberus the cat sat near her feet.
I stepped outside yesterday to enjoy some fresh air. When I looked up the sky was golden. It was a soft, warm orange and pink that blended into yellow. It's hard to describe. But it was beautiful.
A new year is upon us. A new year that promises to be filled with new struggle, new joy, new pain, and new peace. In many ways it's exciting, and in many other ways it's quite unsettling to think...
Vienna is a song written by Billy Joel. If you haven't heard of Billy Joel already, then I have one question for you: How does it feel to live life for so long without knowing...
Sonder, from the dictionary of obscure sorrows, is a feeling that reminds us that everyone is the main character in their own little story...
“Okay. I think we’re all set. Jimmy? Are you recording?” “Yes, Professor Vogel!” “Are you sure? Because you said that last time and you weren’t recording.”
Dear Madeline. Today it is my birthday. We aren't accustomed to celebrating birthdays here. Everyone's reserved and quiet as if the introverts of the world assembled in one place...
