Friday, August 20, 2010

Weeds in the Yard, Weeds in My Heart

A few days ago, while walking back from picking up the mail, I bent over a flower bed to pull up a few weeds that had sprouted up.  Within minutes, my hands were dirty, I was dripping with perspiration and quite frustrated by this pointless, unending task.  What was most frustrating.  .  .  .
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