
No deep words.
My adult son brought his dog home. He loves it that we’ve not yet cut the grass.
I love the way he plops down in a big brown flop then huffs and rests.
Does anyone else feel inclined to chronicle such things?
Oops, I think that was deep.
Deep, in a simple way
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Thank you, Lisa. Two weeks after being out to buy groceries, Jerry and I don’t mind being home, but yesterday, I had the awful desire and need to hug others. I miss that. Blessings as you continue to experience deeper sense of the Lord’s presence.
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Your comments mean so much to me. I’m so thankful.
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