This morning I got to watch the city come alive as the sun poured over the harbor and the buildings that cut into the skyline. My vision warred between the turning pages of a great book and the stillness of the city fading away. Love moments like these. Good morning Hong Kong. [Let us know; let us press on to know the Lord; his going out is sure as the dawn; he will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.] Hosea 6:3
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"upon westminster bridge" by william wordsworth. look it up.
sunrises. i miss those with you.
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