I just love
PostSecret. I wait all week for the new secrets to be posted Sunday mornings.
I own all the books. I even follow it on Twitter.
Such an interesting social experiment. Honesty and pain and fear and humor -- the human condition -- both constrained and liberated by what can fit on a postcard and be mailed.
Every week, I alternatingly laugh, get teary eyed, fear for the human race even more than usual, and rejoice in anonymous fellow humans' experiences, truths and victories large and small.
Every week, I see myself at least once. Every week, I have new people to pray for and hope with.
I own all the books. I even follow it on Twitter.
Such an interesting social experiment. Honesty and pain and fear and humor -- the human condition -- both constrained and liberated by what can fit on a postcard and be mailed.
Every week, I alternatingly laugh, get teary eyed, fear for the human race even more than usual, and rejoice in anonymous fellow humans' experiences, truths and victories large and small.
Every week, I see myself at least once. Every week, I have new people to pray for and hope with.
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