Brick Wall

He didn’t carry me over brick walls…he ran me into them. Once I picked myself up, cleaned off the dirt from my bruises and cuts, I STOOD up, and walked around the brick wall with unbroken bones, and a tired spirit, and never looked back. We often stop when our souls hurt, but that is the very moment we need to press harder and keep moving.

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