these last few weeks…
they have been nothing short of agonizing, numbing, freeing, the turning of a page. true loss, true gain, and all in all a beautiful tragedy.
I hear you. I hear you tell me I am beautiful. That I am loved. That you have called me. Chosen me. Whisper your jealousy for me. That you crave my attention. I hear you.
“She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.” Proverbs 31:25
Lord, help me to WAKE UP. To be alive and not numb. To turn the noise around me off and slow down. Help me to breathe you in. More of you and less of me. This is my prayer to you. . .
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