"There's divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will."
Shakespeare
Winter's bleakness is cast aside by spring's fresh blooms. Our Lord's Resurrection overcomes the nothingness of death. He gives meaning to our life and He has a plan for each of us. Sad, how few allow God to guide them to what each of us was meant to be and meant to do.
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