Write your hurts in the sand.

God sends the wind to erase the sting of pain and he collects your tears.


Carve your blessings in stone.

Let the goodness and gratitude stand tall in your memory.


Because if you allow it, the injuries will always be in your thoughts.

Sand is fleeting. Let it go.

Stone is permanent. It will anchor you.


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                                  Badlands bdinphoenix / / CC BY-NC-ND

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