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For Being Able To Use Language Was A Critical Skill That Could Carry One Far. One Could Use It Professionally, As A Crafter Of Everything From Political Speeches To Modern Novels. One Could Use It Personally, As A Tool Of Discovery Or A Means Of Staying Connected To Others. One Could Use It As An Outlet That Would Feed The Artistic Spirit Of The Creator, Which Existed In Everyone.

She Thought About How It Was So Simple With Animals. They Gave Their Hearts Without Question Or Fear. They Had No Expectations. They Were So Easy To Love. If People Could Only Be Like That, No One Would Ever Be Hurt, She Thought. No One Would Ever Need To Learn How To Forgive.

Each New Day Is Another Chapter In The Unfolding Promise Of Deliverance And Life.

Exchange The Bad Habit Of Worrying With The Excellent Habit Of Trusting God.

Gather Knowledge About The Craft Of Writing. Immerse Yourself In The Art Of It. Then Write. Write Yourself Silly. Write Yourself Mad. Write Yourself Blind. Trust The Excitement That Builds Within You When The Idea Is Good And The Writing Is Superb. You Can Do It, But That's The Hell Of It As Well As The Exultation Of It. You Have To Do It.