My red shoes are so worn down when they used to be so bright. I used to play on the swings and to swing up to the trees but now I get nauseous whenever my feet leave the ground and I look up for too long- almost as if my feet are my roots that need to stay down within the ground. I liked moving through the trees at the constant and steady decline of the hill. I liked the way my feet felt on the solid, deep and dirty forest ground. I liked all the shades of brown.
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I love the rain because it's kisses from God. I love when the thunder storms the sky because that's how mighty His love is for me. ...
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When the weather is mild enough for you to only wear a sweater and you start to go faster- running, really- and you're bending with the...
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We were talking about how God's love is unconditional- how you don't have to do anything to earn it. And I thought that was boring...