I went waking through a nature center. I paused for a moment and looked at the clear blue south Texas sky. I spotted red-tailed hawk gracefully gliding through the endless sky. Each of the hawk’s movements were a testament to the hawk doing what it was designed to do. I think that’s the way it is with each of us when we discover what are destined to do. We do it effortlessly and with a deep sense of joy. It no longer is work. It becomes passion set to music.
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