What I remember most about walking into one of my favorite stores is crying. I remember the feeling of the store with all its beauty, peace, awe-inspiring quotes, worship music quietly playing, and prayer table at the back. There was peace. Calm. Quiet. And tears. I sat in the dressing room the day after my friend had lost her sister and sobbed. I felt my tasks were so mundane while my friend suffered her heart torn out at the loss of a sister far too soon. Yet, I felt peace as if I were in another reality. Life was swirling by continuing on as it should as I sat paralyzed in grief for my friend and her family all-the-while experiencing this altered state. I cannot believe it has been almost a year since that moment. I visited the store a few times since. I walked in the other day and began to think about the name of the store: Altered State. I believe this is the way God intended us to live. "Dear friends, I urge you; as foreigners and exiles, to abstain from sinful desires, ...
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