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32 …
Unease
of the heart, (mind?) … comes and goes.
Nothing seems to stop it. Not
even a believer’s faith promise could hold it.
Why does the mind/heart fret over the littlest of instances? Could it be in fear always of consequences
that quiet indecisions and noisy actions take?
I
couldn’t justify worrying. I couldn’t
defend distressing. It is always there
in the back of my mind, and at the center of my heart. It is deeply embedded in the smallest fiber of
my being. It cozily resides and lulls
itself in the innermost recesses of my soul, and pulls it out just in time for
that one brewing tiny or huge event’s resolve to unfold.
Uggghhhh!
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