Here in bed. It's been a hopeful day. At least, a day of moving out
of crisis mode (you can't live there forever, even when the crisis
continues). A quiet-inside day.
Lord, I'm aching over her. And I'm sad and sorry that "peace and
harmony" sound hollow.
Keep my hands open.
Help me not try to take on all these burdens that I can't handle.
Thank You for the sweetness of friends visiting.
God, I want You.
of crisis mode (you can't live there forever, even when the crisis
continues). A quiet-inside day.
Lord, I'm aching over her. And I'm sad and sorry that "peace and
harmony" sound hollow.
Keep my hands open.
Help me not try to take on all these burdens that I can't handle.
Thank You for the sweetness of friends visiting.
God, I want You.
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