"My truest hopes have never failed, they have merely
been buried beneath the shoveled muck of disillusion,
or encased in a carapace of self-serving desire. It is only
false hopes that are brittle, shattering like shells of thin glass,
to reveal the diamond hardness of the unshakeable eternal
hopes within. So shake and shatter all that
would hinder my growth, O God."
From "A Liturgy for the Death of a Dream" by Douglas McKelvey

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This is so good, and I love the Liturgy.