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When Durham Reminds Us to Look Up

View of Elvet Bridge

Here’s an iconic view of Durham City, looking out towards Elvet Bridge. We walk past it most days on the way to the car. It’s a beautiful sight during the day, but it becomes something truly special at night.

It’s so easy to take for granted the beauty we see every day. As the saying goes, when it’s gone, it’s gone — and that’s when we miss it.

In a world filled with so much brokenness, it’s easy to get pulled into the despair of it all and find ourselves asking, is there more than this?

As for me, I’m choosing to look for the beauty in what’s right in front of me each day, and to focus a little less on the despair. Keep looking up!

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