Some days just have valleys. No rhyme or reason to em. Some days the bottom just falls out from under you. On days like this, I’ve gotten better at hitting the ground, Looking up, and thanking God that the fall wasn’t too bad. Because truth be told, my bad day is nothing when compared to ..
Tsunami victims. Car accident Victims. Widows. Orphans. People who are shorter than me. People who went bald at 8.
Even on my “bad” days, the only appropriate response is to thank God for his overwhelming mercy; and find ways to help people who are less fortunate than me.
Fly. Or Fall.
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