I have to remember: where we're meant to be. although when u're stuck waist-high in ( ohh I'd better not say) its tough to think it. but what would faith mean if it does not wager a test. without value, that's what it would be.there are those who ask: how do you know its a test? it could just be pure malicious random fate that dictates circumstances.
if it was just that, there would be no peace in which you know beyond a measure of doubt you're standing rite where a higher power wants you. joy, great joy even in the midst of waist-high-i'd-better-not-say. the light at the end of the tunnel. no, in the tunnel.
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