Love the aura around the end of a year.
Memories of another year now mine, grateful.
Expectancy of what is to come... deep valleys burst forth great hope.
Who art thou, O great mountain? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain; and he shall bring forth the top stone with shoutings of Grace, grace, unto it.
Zechariah 4:7
Who art thou, O great mountain? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain; and he shall bring forth the top stone with shoutings of Grace, grace, unto it.
Zechariah 4:7
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