He didn’t care, he just found joy in rolling around in the mud and running free through in yard. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. I want my spirit to be that way, that runs around freely, joyfully, let the messy parts be messy because just as Copper has his family-(us) to wash and clean him, I have a Heavenly Father that washes me clean where it matters most.

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