There was a call last night that woke my parents up: "Will you take me to the hospital?"
Please pray.
It was a conversation I had this evening with someone I love very much: "yeah people screw up and hurt you, push you away from God, but that doesn't change God," I told her. It's true, God is love.
Please pray.
When Nehemiah saw the walls of Jerusalem in ruin he wept. I cannot remember the last time I lost myself and cried seeing a broken and ruined temple walking in front of my eyes. They were created for beauty and love, not this.
Please pray.
My life is hidden in Christ.
Give thanks with me.
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