Life itself is a chameleon, it is not straight, Benth, or whatever you might think of it

Sometimes distance is the only way to find peace

Where can we go to find God if we cannot see Him in our own hearts and in every living being.

She kept saying that the flood was God’s will and we had to submit to it. But I didn’t see things that way. Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail—the gumption to try to save ourselves—isn’t that what he wanted us to do?

Written By Jeannette Walls

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