Beyond the Peak

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What lies beyond?  How often this is pondered and weighed.  Why not look at what you have right now.  Isn't the view enough as is?  What makes us think that on the other side awaits better.  Perhaps it is innate curiosity or perhaps it is the untangible belief that He holds a promise.  Believe, trust, take the risk, see what lies beyond the moutain.  First, you will have to climb to get to the other side.
© JBReid 2010

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