Winter rain falls gently on the metal roof of the old farmhouse as the light ascends from the eastern sky. The peaceful lull of the falling drops tugs rhythmically as the agenda begins its journey into the space called today. Equipped with plan, mind set, and motivation to discover along the way, the day is ready to be unfurled. The day, however, waits for no one as it ticks ever onward. On the go or resisting the flow, the hours stream forward to the ocean of blessings that await. May your day meet the tide of blessings with a shore of thankfulness and love!
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