Thank you, Lisa, may your journey be blessed
I'm feeling pretty raw, itchy, red and tired. Picture a crack on the corner of your mouth and every time you open your mouth, it pulls the wound. Ouch. That is what it feels like.
I am still walking with God and with every fiber of my being. The brokenness in this world tries to trip me, to see if I will fall. My feet are planted firmly in the foundation of God. Others do not see or understand my intentions, but God does. He knows my heart and I am grateful for that.
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