Reed Mountain overlook; a place we’ve walked for many years. It began with little boys staying close to mom, then teenagers drawing mom up the side of the cliffs, adult men going back to remember, and now families walking the trail with a brand new baby in tow. The fallen leaves made the woods warm and magical, as if we entered a past dimension but emerged our older selves again.
I am still discovering who I am. But one thing is sure, I am made in His image and in Jesus Christ I have my life, my being, my future.
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