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Spiritual Expedition

ask yourself this question make sure to answer true, what is the condition of the real inner you? this I ask myself each and everyday am I a rare book on the shelf or garbage to be thrown away? looking into the mirror my soul stares back at me with truth simple and pure feeding my avid curiosity encouraging me to explore the depths of my spirit walk through the forbidden door although I deeply fear it I may not like what I find or I may love it so but to remain spiritually blind means to cease to grow

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Date: 11/28/2016 3:31:00 PM
"am I a rare book on the shelf or garbage to be thrown away?" These two lines say so much to me as I often think in this fashion. What is my meaning, my purpose, is it all worth it or just a waste of time. Really well written thoughts Christy.
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Christy Stover
Date: 11/28/2016 3:41:00 PM
Thank you, Chris. I was doing dishes this morning listening to "Wasted Time" by Skid Row and I got to thinking which, of course, lead me to writing.

Book: Shattered Sighs