The rain falls on the righteous and the wicked
Mine is not to reason why this is
In this, I rest; In this I find my refuge
That my thoughts and ways are not His
I spend my life on looking up the answers
It's rare that I can't find a reason why
But reasons fail at children without mothers
His plan is more than I can know
Have you ever held in doubt
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When do you start at the library? The more I think about it, the more jealous I am of your job. Seriously keep me in mind as you work there... if you hear of any openings or needs, I'm gonna drop my resume like it's hot around there. I also already started looking at other library positions in St. Marys & etc.
I hope your knees feel better.
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