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This continuing ravaging of illness and isolation is weighing me down. Something as simple as smiling faces would lighten the load of an overburdened imagination trying to conjure the end of the relentless sameness of my days. However I will say that isolation is making me turn heartily to prayer and reliance on the Lord’s works rather than my own. For I cannot be there for others, but God is always. And ever so full of wonder am I by His solutions and answers.

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