We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Some days 'mid the chaos here Hope has little Peace. We can't see our way so clear. Burdens don't release. Humans say we must agree to be our loving best, but in this can we be free to be ourselves and rest? Agreed I am. It does feel bad when opinions differ sore, but when agreement makes us sad ourselves exist no more. When friends are the same, agreed we are, but one of us it seems is unnecessary to both so far as being one great team. Agree or disagree we will, but when we show respect our lives are blest as we both fill our hearts without neglect. by Jay O’Toole on February 14th, 2024 ![]() |