Few know with certainty where life's journey will lead, or its destination, but like springwaters, we have been set on an inevitable course. Our lives flow on and on, year after year, we rush through time cascading rocky ledges of unanticipated adversity, swirling boulders of difficulty and disappointment. We carry everything upstream of joy, sorrow, love and loss, until we too, arrive at some restful sea.
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