It's the second day of the first week of the new year and in the words of David Crowder, "I need a language large as this longing inside." This has been a season of intense emotion and contemplation and much of it refuses to conform to the written word. At times I feel lost and then there are unexpected glimpses of peace and contentment. I know that I am not alone and I have not lost hope but learning to grow through these times of melancholy is proving to be a difficult task.
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