There for the Grace of God Go I
“A long trip from a favorite spot – along the highway I spot a guy changing a tire. “Poor guy,” I think to myself. “Cold weather makes it even more difficult. Sending him some love and light to finish his task with ease.” I then wonder how long it’s been since I’ve had a flat tire: decades maybe. And I’ve never been stranded, alone on a highway. The drive home is smooth, and I get in the front door before darkness sets in. Fast forward to...
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