I have heard that when God closes a door he somewhere opens a window. God, if you are reading this, did you have to slam the door so hard right when I was about to walk through? It really hurt and I was so confused that I kept banging my head on it until I found the open window. Now I appreciate the window and I am going to use it, but next time maybe take it a little easier on me. It is like you don’t know your own strength or something.
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