Truth will pop out at you from expected and unexpected places. It can uplift you, derail you, comfort you, strike you. It will change you. Sometimes the most arid sky will eek out a single drop. Other times the ocean is so deep you cannot hope to touch each wave.
I am not an ocean; but I hold my small cup to the sky and pray for rain. That which falls is yours to share.
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