If you have lived with any blessings at all, you have experienced a few of those fall days that seem to be gems sparkling in the fabric of the blanket of cold weather. Those days when the blue of the sky only pales in beauty to the last fresh green of the leaves before they change to the golden brown and bright orange of sleep. And the tall northern pines seem to stretch their needles to the sky and blend their evergreen with the late year bright blue. Take a walk on one of those days and every unanswered prayer, every regret seems to get lost in those needles. And if you allow them, the everg...
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