There is a study often shared from the work of Robert Cleck that reveals something simple, yet searching. Participants were told a scar had been placed on their face. They looked in a mirror and saw it. A long mark, stretching from ear to mouth. Noticeable. Uncomfortable. Then, just before they met other people, the …
It was just after midnight. The world outside the window was still. The kind of stillness that makes you hear your own heart. The wind had gone to sleep, the moon stood guard, and inside, in the quiet, a soul sat wide awake. Not because of noise. Not because of worry. But because of God. …
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