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“Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
The other morning, after a night spent uselessly fretting over things I know better than to fret over, I woke to a strange refrain in my mind. A quiet but insistent voice spoke over and over, like a broken record.
The design is divine, the design is divine, the design is divine.
In the first instant before a cup of coffee, I simply thought, very well, I knew I knew better than to worry. Let go and let God! Hand it over and for goodness sake, stop taking it back, woman!
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