On Sunday, I got to Mass before anyone was at the chapel yet and sat down in a pew. The sun's rays went through the glass doors and windows and onto the floor. I had to smile because it was beautiful, it was good.
This morning, I turned in my final paper for a class I've been waiting to end. It was relieving to check it off.
At noon, I went to Mass and prayed. It was beautiful, it was good.
This afternoon, I went to a beautiful park, ate strawberries, got hugged by the warm sun, and hung out with great people. It was beautiful, it was good.
Today, I went to pizza hut with the bible study gang for the last time with all of us; it was beautiful, it was good.
Now, I do my stats homework. Guess I should make that beautiful, and good.
~Esa Cita
Wonderful
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