As I read the ponderings of a soldier, I realized that I understood. I’ve never been to war or seen the bloody battles. But the trauma, hidden from the world, lies deep within their breast. It is a language that they alone can understand between each other. The hardships, hurt, and agony of war etches… Continue reading language of a soldier…
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awareness…
As I was praying this morning, I became acutely aware of something that comes to the surface from time to time throughout my life. Awareness. Who am I? Really? Is what I see through my eyes and experiences really what everyone else sees or experiences about their own world in their own way? Or is… Continue reading awareness…