How did it happen that their lips came
together? How does it happen that birds
sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds,
that the dawn whitens behind the stark
shapes of trees on the quivering summit of
the hill? A kiss, and all was said. ~Victor Hugo
In almost everything that touches our
everyday life on earth, God is pleased when
we're pleased. He wills that we be as free
as birds to soar and sing our maker's
praise without anxiety. ~Aiden Wilson Tozer
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