For a long time, it's as if I saw the world from looking up from the bottom of a canyon, slowly progressing upwards seeing every crevice upon reaching higher latitudes, appreciating what little I had, never thinking I'd actually have the strength to see it all from the top... But God reached out and lifted me up, high, higher than I could imagine of seeing from this canyon... unfathomable sights, the beauty of the rise, and how inadequate the feeling of being here, but regardless, still here, now fortified by the idea that He deems me rightful to see this...
Only ever here to do my best and trust in His Plan.
Main Reading Room at the Shields Library |
Gunrock the Mustang and I |
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