"And every day, with every word, we get to decide: Do we mar the world, or mark the world? It’s always the smallest strokes that add up to the greatest masterpieces. The extraordinary things happen nowhere else but in the everyday and today can always be the beginning...Believe it: Every tremor of kindness might erupt in a miracle on the other side of the world. And the only way to ever leave beauty marks on the world is with bits of yourself."
828. Enjoying the last weekend of summer, outside with good friends
829. Morning Glories in bloom
830. The middle brother coming over for dinner and requesting a game of Wizard
831. Sweatshirts to pull on on crisp autumn mornings
832. The crunch of Autumn leaves under new shoes
833. Christian Radio
834. Fixing a little girls hair
835. Time to play music
836. An overnight up North
837. Late night games by the fire
838. A hike through the woods
839. Crimson, pumpkin, and golden leaves
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