After all, the ice feeds the river.
Ice is a source of its strength.
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Did you ever watch ice melt on a river? As it recedes, sometimes you can discover crystals that have been hidden, compressed deep within the ice. I feel like our problems and suffering are the same as this ice; they are just a heavy burden that we carry, they weigh us down and paralyze us for a time. But when Spring comes round again, as it always does, sometimes we catch a glimpse of the great value of our troubles. Even the beauty of our burdens.
After all, the ice feeds the river. Ice is a source of its strength.
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