August will end in a couple of hours.
Today, I celebrated a new friend’s birthday.
Today, I remembered my parents and my grandparents.
Today, as I looked into the sky filled with bright white clouds, there was both joy and sadness in my heart as memories of yesterday and hopes for tomorrow collided.
And so on this Monday, I have an understanding of where I have been and where I hope to go.
I understand why prayer is needed.
Hope is good.
God is love.
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