Chaos. Evil.
Mayhem outside their windows.
And yet...
They sleep sweetly.
Rest without thought, recuperation without hesitation, peace without fear.
Oh, the truths I am reminded of as I return from my walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
My children are truly my greatest teachers.
The invitation to rest like that is always there,
For the taking.
My children are truly my greatest teachers.
The invitation to rest like that is always there,
For the taking.
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