To get them all in a row, like ducks at the pond, seems silly as I look back. Why do I bother? Why do I try?
I keep forging onward because my instincts tell me to do so. Pushing forward for me is like a duck taking to water. It just happens. At times, I don't see how I can keep on going—yet I do. Where does the strength to overcome come from?
I cannot see it, but I feel it as if I could touch it. My faith shines like diamonds and cuts through the strife of every trial. It breaks through unseen barriers and keeps me warm amidst the long and biting winter.
I keep forging onward because my instincts tell me to do so. Pushing forward for me is like a duck taking to water. It just happens. At times, I don't see how I can keep on going—yet I do. Where does the strength to overcome come from?
I cannot see it, but I feel it as if I could touch it. My faith shines like diamonds and cuts through the strife of every trial. It breaks through unseen barriers and keeps me warm amidst the long and biting winter.
That is a beautiful description of faith. It will stay with me.
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