How Beauty Comes from Pain
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How Beauty Comes from Pain

The fragrance from crumpled petals. It wasn’t my church, and it wasn’t my people, but a friend told me what happened that Sunday after church. Half a century later, I still remember. I remember the beauty that came from the¬†fragrance of crumpled petals. Beauty from pain! The older lady stopped to speak to a group…

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