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A Holiness You Can Count On

I wake up and my first thought is how much I hurt – grumbling and complaining about getting old. Then I roll out of bed, and grimace as gravity works – in my back, hips, knees, and feet. I trip over my dog Charlie who wants me to pet him and then let him out – in that order. I mutter at him as I grab my housecoat, I stiffly walking to the kitchen for […]

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