Sometimes everyday things seem tedious, endless, exhausting, relentless chores that never go away, dearest children with tiresome behaviours . Sometimes we feel empty, drained, poured out. It is not the catastrophes that stray us but the niggling annoyances, the too busy schedules, the lack of productivity (even moms at home like to see something completed at the end of the day) that derail us. The joy robbers.
But let us move to the garden, where the wind airs out the poppies and the breeze clears out the joy robbers. Let us move to the word where the spirit replenishes.
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