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Don't be so hard on yourself. The holiest of mysteries may be bafflingly simple. What is redemption if not rising from your bed into the broken world of human flesh and struggling to imagine how to live and what to say? Isn't that wrestling with angels? Isn't that staring down that burning bush? Isn't that calling the forbidden name of G-d out loud? To try it every way, knowing clearly you may never quite get it right, but persisting in the challenge each and every day? Don't be so hard on yourself. Redemption may be only a morning away.
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
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Don't be so hard on yourself. The holiest of mysteries may be bafflingly simple. What is redemption if not rising from your bed into the broken world of human flesh and struggling to imagine how to live and what to say? Isn't that wrestling with angels? Isn't that staring down that burning bush? Isn't that calling the forbidden name of G-d out loud? To try it every way, knowing clearly you may never quite get it right, but persisting in the challenge each and every day? Don't be so hard on yourself. Redemption may be only a morning away.
mike-essig
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
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