The Star

“Go, my beloved children, live your life.

Wounded, faint, bleeding, never yield the strife.

Stunned, fallen-awake, arise, and fight again.

Before you victory stands, with shining train

Of hopes not credible until they are.

Beyond morass and mountain swells the star

Of perfect love—the home of longing heart and brain”

– George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul 12/31

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Just a little flower, turning her face to find the sun. I don’t always feel his rays on me, but when I do, the warmth and the feeling is simply wonderful, and I never want to be in the shadows again. Isn’t he lovely?

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