And thus the Lord said...."You have compassed this mountain long enough: turn you northward. Deut. 2:3
The weather vain gets stuck in one position. And so our days are spent in whatever direction it is left pointing. Year after year, woe is me, for the south valley I long, for the east winds i pine, for the westward life I lust, and on it goes.
Would be we have an unsticking of our direction and we get on with our northward direction.

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