12 October
From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by
Arnold Kunst
Your God and mine made us to move mountains, not to whimper
excuses. To be self-possessed, prodigal, joyous. To cavort with all the freedom
and playfulness of some magnificent animal broke out finally from life’s entangling
undergrowth, free to romp in God's very own broad sunlit uplands
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