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One Hair

I thought to change one hair tonight from white to black, atop my head. It seemed a try would be alright while lying here upon my bed. I called out to the powers that be in all their forms amidst the sky, but nothing changed at all for me though I had given my best try. I guess it’s human nature to control the things at hand. To try and make sure everything works out the way you planned. We swear upon the heavens and it brings down all the rain. We swear upon the earth and find it only leads to pain. We swear upon our heads and find out just how much we lack, for we cannot so much as make... one white hair turn to black. ... Ref Matthew 5:33-36

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Date: 3/13/2024 6:19:00 PM
Loved the way this one works out -- or doesn't work out, as the case may be... ~ Hair E. Chest
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Book: Reflection on the Important Things