Dust jacket
Some of the most boring book covers I have ever seen have hidden the pages of some of the most interesting books I have ever read.
Old books that had dust jackets covering them often held a rather dull looking true cover underneath, the jacket was just there for protection. The jackets were often vibrant, drawing you to pick up the volume, but when the jacket tore and fell off and got lost, what was left? A dull book cover with an embossed title? Sure, but the book itself was still wonderful. We are too easily influenced by appearance. It’s the world inside that matters. Just because someone looks unappealing on the outside doesn’t mean they aren’t wonderful people, and just because someone looks great on the outside doesn’t mean that they are quality on the inside. Take off the dust jacket and be yourself. What matters is how your heart reads.
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I am a young woman who grew up in British Columbia. In BC was all I ever wanted; I had my poodle (Max) and all my friends, Saturdays at the Vancouver Aquarium and Sunday afternoons at one of my favorite beaches it was paradise. But God had a different plan for my life and my dad's job landed us in Alberta and now where I remain, in small town Souris Manitoba. The transitions from paradise to prairie were difficult and I will admit that now 10 years later I still refer to home as Abbotsford BC. Through this crazy pathway trek across Canada I have had one true constant, God; and though none of it was easy, everything that has happened in my life has formed in me a true lasting friendship with the one I call Immanuel. Because no matter how far from home we are God is with us, and thanks to God I have found an almost completely over looked beauty in Manitoba. If you open your eyes you will see that God has planted wondrous things everywhere you go.
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