I enjoy digging holes. Yesterday I dug up a thorn stump. Under the stump was a rock (also twenty plus stones). Stones I lift with one hand. Rocks I am unable to lift. By standing the rock on a side or end I then put dirt under to slowly bring the rock above ground level. That is what I enjoy. Fight a rock and win. It was 12-13 months ago I did the same on a back corner of my rhubarb garden. Those rocks are my mental anchor.
I have a spiritual anchor. The same powerful powerful anchor as many (not all). Prayer the connection of my anchor the one offering the prayer and the one being prayed for.
Thank you for praying for _ _.
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