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Day’s Verse:
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to love and a time to hate;
A time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1, 4, 8
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The sun doesn’t rise until after 7:00 here. Even after sunrise, the dimness of cloudcover endows the day with a solemnent feeling. People drive around with their headlights on all the time; readers doze at their books; dogs lay lazily, eyeing nut-stashing squirrels with the utmost lethargy. We just savor the dimness, feeling warm and cozy in our pools of golden light as we sink into the deep leather embrace of my parents’ new (unfamiliarly expensive) recliners. Only the flurrying wind, storming through cracks and crannies, shaking small cars and ripping leaves from their branches, moves with energy. It could drive rain before it, but it isn’t today.