The morning has dawned crystal clear.  The night was long and oh so lonely.  No starlight penetrated the veil of darkest gray clouds.  The haunting sounds of the night fought for her thoughts.

The problems--they still linger--but the cobwebs of fear, doubt and obscurity have lifted and Crystal walks once again in faith.

For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning.

Psalm 30:5

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