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The sleet rain just doesn't want to let up today. It seems its better soaking, and making people miserable then allowing us to peacefully walk to and from school.

My friend told me this will go in phases, the good times and the bad. Sometimes it feels that the bad outweighs the good. My young women's leader once told me ( when I was feeling very down, distraught and just overall frustrated at my life) she said, " It may seem like the bad overtakes the good, but really thats just the Lord showing you how much bad you can take. Shay let it humble you and bring you to your knees and then all of the sudden you remember all the good and then you know there is no way the bad will ever overtake the good."- Sister Gough. -

Life is good. Life is great. Life is short. Life is precious. Life is to be lived, and life is to be loved.

Just like with this weather the storm can't last forever. Eventually the sun will come out and the bitter winds will end, the trees will bud again, and the earth will look beautiful. But we have to go through the bitter winter before we can see the amazing summer. 

Tough times never last. Tough people ALWAYS do. 

 
Protect me this night, and hold me by Thy tender side.


Oh Lord, My God! 

Peace, peace be unto thy soul, Be still and know that I am God.
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