Maybe I’m getting old (that’s a weird thought), but the more I live, the more I want to live simply, and look for God in everything I do. To see the beautiful things I used to walk past. To talk to strangers like they’re friends. To eat food that’s never seen a lab. To share what I have, knowing it was never really mine, but always God’s. To know that my Father in heaven will take care of everything, and he forgets when he forgives. Then to watch the sun sink and sparkle over the Puget Sound and think, “it really can’t get better than this.”
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