It seems like I just go home just to take a bath and sleep. Somewhere in between there, I feel an incredible sadness. There was even a night where I didn't even have the energy to open a water bottle.
"Life is a dance toward God. And the dance is not so graceful as we might think. For while we glide and swing our practiced sway, God crowds our feet, bumps our toes, and scuffs our shoes. He lowers his head, whispers soft and confident, 'You will dance to the beat of "Amazing Grace" or you will not dance at all.' So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a taxing dance to learn. But once we learn, don't we glide. And don't we sway. And don't we bury our head in His chest. And don't we love to dance." --- Donald Miller, Prayer and the Art of Volkswagen Maintenance
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