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Oh, yeah. I have at least 15 years on you, and all of this gets truer by the minute. All the layers seem to slough off and what remains is both exquisitely painful and enormously freeing. What’s left is love. And tiny, true glimpses of break-your-heart blue.

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<sigh> I feel this.

No platitudes, just solidarity. Frailty is the word that lingers…

Thanks, John.

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Thank you John. The simplicity of love is what remains.

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Beautiful, Brother. Well said and I feel that quite a lot these days, as well. I'd tie the word longing to frailty.

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Love this, John. Thanks for paving the way for us to stretch and grow closer to the earth and the love of God that binds us here.

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I loved this John. I have been trying to recapture why I felt so close to God in Arizona and why I haven’t been able to feel it to that extent here (after 6 years) in California. I came here to take care of my parents who are now with Jesus. Thank you describing so succinctly how I have felt! Your words moved me.

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