In the early evening I like to go to a nearby park. I sit and watch the sun set over the live oak trees. I listen to the mockingbirds. I watch deer run across a soccer field. I see wild tall grasses of every shade of green and yellow sway in gentle southerly breeze. I am grateful for these moments. I see the hand of God in this place. I have a deep sense of peace. It’s been a good day.
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