Soul
Soup
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Front: Her Miracle came unannounced and in an odd package. It looked different than she had imagined. Unpolished. Untimely. Unexpected. Unpretentious. Yet it fit perfectly. Divinely constructed solely for her. |
Front: Looking at him, she desperately swallowed her panic. She had done it. Said it. Played her last card. He had seen her without her hat on. Transformed by her courage, he took her hand..and knew she was the one. Her “hat”... he smirked, had never fooled him anyway. |
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Front: Part she....Half he. A divine manifestation of God and grace. Singular combinations of magic stars and moonbeams Sure to change the world. Never to be repeated |
Front: It’s in the in-between that the real magic happens. The seeds are planted. The roots take hold... and we blossom into who we were meant to be |
Front: Breathe |
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Front: When she desperately clutched her dreams they would often wiggle free and swim away. It wasn't until she learned how to swim that it became clear. They were trying to show her the way |
Front: For all our blissful freedoms, we humbly bow to past and present. Spirit and courage. Feeling that the price has been paid fully knowing that freedom ... has never been free |
Front: With years came courage and they finally faced off. She and herself. Herself and she. Eye to eye, they looked each other over, sized each other up and cried enough for two. She ultimately noticed herself as gentle and kind. Herself decided forgiveness was deserving of she |
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Front: Some days in an effort to pull at least one thing together... lipstick was all she could do |
Front: Sometimes you must leap, she said gently... and grow your wings on the way down |
Front: It's really quite simple... I believe in you |
Front: Perhaps strength doesn't reside in never being broken, but in the courage required to grow strong in the broken places |
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Front: ... but how will I know? She asked. You'll Know, her mother replied. But how? She persisted. Because, her mother smiled. Your heart will sing new songs. Your spirit will dance... and your life she whispered... will never be the same |
Front: Sometimes my single friends tell me how lucky I am, she winked. Sometimes, she paused and whispered...My married friends do too |
Front: It was "the she's" who saved her. Pulled her up and pulled her through. They wove a lifetime blanket of old and wise, green and blessed truths that cradled her soul and kept her from freezing |
Front: Sometimes you laugh, you know that funky sideways smirk, and I know everything's going to be alright |
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