The beauty of seasons is that they are designed to never let things get stale.
A time for birth, for budding, for flourishing, for fading and ending. Then new birth.
Clear hints in nature and beyond that there comes a time to freshen things up. To never let things get stale.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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