(The TENTH day of Christmas)
Are we looking in or are we looking out? What is there to see? Are adjustments made to let in as much light as possible? I love how windows easily lend themselves as metaphors for how we look at life.
Do we fix the curtains so that no one can see in? How much can we see out? Do we open it from time to time to let in fresh air, more light; a new or different viewpoint? Do we spend more time looking out than in? Or, do you rarely look to see what's going on out there? Is it scary? Is it exciting? Can anyone see in?
What kind of a window does your soul have?
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