You know those times when you write something and the pen just glides along revealing beauty leaving you to sit there and watch it unfurl? You wrote it but somehow you had nothing to do with it?
It often happens as I'm writing prayers. The LORD will answer them through my own pen.
But sometimes, not as frequently, it will be in writing...the physical action of the ink bleeding into the paper...the shapes of the letters...the spacing on a page. It surprises me into smiling every time.
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