Funny – for a writer, sometimes I’m a woman of very few words. There are encyclopedias worth of things I’m feeling, thinking, experiencing, but the words just don’t come.
This is one of those times.
So let me just say that the flesh is alive (though dying) and the enemy is devouring (yet defeated).
I am weary with my own lack of believing.
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I'm so sorry. I can't wait to see you, friend. And hear your voice. And listen to your laugh. I can't wait.
I'm tearing up thinking about it.
I love you.
you're an encouragement to me. i cannot remember a time that i have walked away from a conversation with you discouraged. know that God uses your experiences to comfort and lead me in my life. thank you for your faithfulness.
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