some days i wake up squinting, unable to open my eyes at first because of the world around me that wears down, tears down, leads in the direction of all things after the garden- falling;
this darkness only makes brighter the grace and glory of Him who lifts up my head. so bright it hurts my eyes and hurts my head because i cannot fathom it.
it is only by this blinding light i am found, led, and moving forward today.
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