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Have you ever stood in the shower and watched the water level start rising around your feet?
It doesn’t take long to realized that something is blocking the flow of water.
Yesterday, as I stood ankle deep in a stagnant pool, I lifted the drain cover to reveal a mass of hair clogging the passageway. ( insert gag reflex)
As much as I dread digging into the scum encased tangles of who knows what kind of hair , if I want the water to start moving again, I have to get rid of the blockage.
Really, it has been my word for the last 3 years, It just took me 2 years to take action.
I was challenged back in the spring of 2017 at a women’s conference to write one word on a rock that signified my next step and to place in on an altar. I didn’t understand it at the time , but it was echoing loud and clear in my mind.
So I wrote it. I placed it.Then over the next year, I did it.
I first saw him the morning after we moved in to our new house.
He paused when I greeted him.
Like a turtle poking his head out of his shell with caution , his eyes eventually came around to meet mine in an effort to see who had spoken. I guessed his Asian origins and wondered what his story was. A longing arose to know how his steps had landed him in south Huntsville, Alabama.
I have yet to cross the road again and ask him….
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