They aren’t physically following the trail, but they are on
a journey, headed on an adventure. The destination is a new life.
A life of gentle rain, instead of blowing snow.
A life of lush and fragrant plants, with trees as tall as
mountains. (Or mountains as tall as trees?)
A life of strangers who become friends.
Closed doors, replaced by open doors.
Old jobs, replaced by new jobs, or no jobs at all.
The feeling of always being rushed, replaced by setting one’s
own pace.
New beginnings, new hope, new leisure, new rest.
Blessing you with God’s best for your lives, today and
always. Love you.
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