"They are brought to their knees and fall, but we rise up and stand firm." Psalm 20:8
"Know Thyself." Plato
I just discovered another reality that makes North Easterners hard......skiing and falling on sheer ice..not to mention exposed rocks in the middle of open runs. Ouch, where's my powder puff?
Battered but not beaten...I traversed the quaint narrow roads of small town Vermont along a frozen creek where deer scurried along the edge after two indescribably short days of fireplaces and fast and furious wipe outs on Mount Snow. Apparently escaping the throngs of people of Manhattan for the weekend was a joke...as the crowds covered the canyons slick face in search of face numbing adrenaline and mind bending booze.
I'd like to place blame on my age or pass the buck to my stress level. But really it comes down to my personal preferences of my very stable and quite adamant place in this world.
I don't want to rage, rush to the next best action, or review friends intentions or affections.
I want to relax and remain me in Him constantly. This is my SOLID ground.
Finding Peace....The glowing white New York Skyline never looked better tonight.
Must you always run with a pack?
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