His Breath

His breath. In our lungs.

What does that mean? Why do we sing it?

My brain asks questions and then attempts to answer said questions. Which sometimes leads to more questions. Like a cycle. Can I say questions again?

Question - Analyze - Hypothesize - Repeat.

In the midst of that cycle, one of the best ways I am able to process is when I write.

Time to blog again? Apparently so...



 

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