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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
| What do you see when you see me? What do you see when you see you? Do you see the blemishes, that fill our lives? The paunchy belly, glasses to correct nearsightedness, a slightly crooked nose, scars from cuts upon the hands, the black and white clothes in a world, that only seems to value colorful flair? Do you see my heart? Do you see the scars from unkind words when I couldn't tie my shoelaces at age five? Do you see my desire to learn new things, like the viola, like ballet, like the ability to once again run a marathon to completion? Do you see the child, that still lives in this aging body? Do you see that child's infectious laughter, wanting to play, again with abandon? Writers have the benefit of seeing the heart, before seeing the face. What we write is from the heart. What we share comes from the inside. What we see with childlike eyes is scribbled on the page of playfulness. Writers often see what most humans miss. Words unlock the view of the heart. "God, give me the ability to see the person looking out of the windows of the soul. "Help me always to speak a good word to the heart, that is so hungry for a good word. "Make me kind each day in order to make my world a better place for this world and for the world to come. "In Jesus' Name,...Amen." by Jay O'Toole on June 18th, 2019   |
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