"The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself, the invisible, inevitable battles inside all of us... that's where it's at."
It was one yard sale after another until two wise men told me that the bears were God's answer to our flesh driven prayers. They said bluntly, "We get what we ask for," and that the bears were here because we honor them so I was going to have to make up a new vision in order for them to leave.
Getting directions from a local is kind of helpful except you have no idea where Miss Mary’s old hen house used to be as well as being pretty sure that you don’t have any relatives that ran the five and dime across the street from Bobby Miller’s barbershop.