I remeber traveling through the midwest last summer in our van, and it seemed that we had been trapped in that vehicle for like 157 hours straight (or something ridiculous like that). It was at this point, when we were at out wits end, that we first heard "One Armed Man" on the radio. We pulled the vehicle over and had a brief moment of prayer. Amidst all the chaos we had a bried reminder that we have a purpose in all of this...and this is the most vivid memory I have to carry me into the new year.
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