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Treasure

Treasure. In my childhood, any mention of it fascinated me. Inspired imagination. 

Treasure buried. Hidden. The historical findings of archaeological digs revealed in layer after layer. 

The mystery, captivating. How various clues led to discovery. Of riches. And ancient civilizations. 

In those days, I dreamed of becoming an archaeologist. But meanwhile, I was on the lookout. Tracing evidence that might lead to a prize.

An old key I found. Childhood treasure.
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Devotional Memoir

Heart cry

She lost her faith, she says. I read the interview and pause on the photograph.

Her eyes are sad. Haunting.

Throughout the day her heart cry crosses my mind and I pray for her. For others like her giving up on faith. Walking out on worship. 

Empty. Doubting. 

Empty. Photo by Trent Erwin. Unsplash.