That mountain, valley and shadow of death were hard, really hard. This flat plain of putting one foot in front of the other and “moving on”, it’s hard, too. Really hard.
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Feet Don’t Fail Me Now
Not sure which me I am some days, but we’re going to make it. My brother and I had a t-shirt when we were little that said, “Feet don’t fail me now”.
I Feel You 