1) I woke up this morning with the following thought:
I imagine that when God introduces his children he has special names for them. I can see him saying, "Over here is my daughter, Loved. Oh, and I want you to meet my son, My Pride. And over there my daughter, Cherished. And have you met Loved-with-Much-Laughter?"
2) This is something I wrote in my journal several months ago:
I'm loved into humility. I stop fighting for self-respect, my way, and my opinion when I come to find that love has surrounded and conquered my bruised and defensive ego.
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