Nation
We are children born of a nation in the midst of great change. The pains of labor sweeps our country with pangs of fear and uncertainty of an unknown future we find ourselves faced with.
Do we go blindly into this new age? With all this information and data we have at our finger tips, we still step blindly into tomorrow. We fight to hold on to values of yesterday because to us, they are a known, therefore a comfort. Take the known path. Never get lost, never see new things. Blaze a trail, so much to see to learn. Tomorrow is a new trail to be blazed. Maybe, just maybe, all it requires is a simple leap of faith. Step blindly into the unknown, let your faith be your guide.
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