Holy Water

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As I sit at my desk, I see the stream is high, thanks to the unrelenting rain. The pond had almost dried up due to an inlet blockage, but it’s full to the brim now. The detritus dam must have been washed away by the insistent push of winter’s waters.

What an apt analogy. For a season, I’ve felt so dry. But today, the ever-moving Divine waters have burst through that which blocked me, and now I’m filling up.

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