Prompt: Something that grows
trees
plants
children
affection
"There can be no life without growth."
Growing... I think... that I am in awe of how wrong first impressions can be. Affection grows. All my favorite people who are not family have become dear through a process comprised of much time.
Oh, Lord, make me loving! Is it the caffeine in my veins that makes me more aware of faults, and less aware of what matters most to You? Forgive me my anxiety. Now I know why David prayed for You to know his anxious thoughts. They crowd me out, invaders.
One of the school counselors says that a good goal in teaching is to become a non-anxious presence.
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