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…if I ever get frustrated with life again, if I ever get into river deep debt, I will sell it all and move out into the woods, find some people who aren’t like me and learn to love them and do something even harder, let them love me. I will sleep beneath the stars and whisper thank you to the creator of the universe as a way of reacquainting myself to an old friend, a friend who says, you don’t have to be smart or good looking or religious or anything, you just have to cling to him, love him, need him, and listen to him while he tells his story.
— Excerpt from Through Painted Deserts by Donald Miller
