Busyness is a thief that stole from me, leaving me empty handed. It reached deep into my pockets, pulling nothing but sweet time and leaving me less than whole. The trouble is that time is something I cannot replace, so now I refuse to let busyness steal from me again.
What is a thief in your life?
"To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory."
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