Aging has a way of surprising us. Even though we know that our bodies were not made for mortality but for immortality, the slow faltering of bone and joint, memory and mobility, still catches us off guard. We wake one morning to a new ache, a new limitation, a new reminder that we are living far from the Garden we were meant to inhabit. And yet, even here, grace is quietly at work.
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Smitten With Goodness 