this day was a violent storm
full of sweetness.
we prayed. the four of us.
M. prayed for me and spoke truth into my life
as i was crumbling
in the bathroom
because of the ugliness.
(in the secret of Your presence
i know there i am restored)
i slowly felt my spirit agreeing
and surrendering. and hoping.
He is the only one.
He has the victory.
i am His.
(in the chaos, in confusion
i know You’re sovereign still)
i know You’re sovereign still)
K. and i shared a fuji apple with personality tonight at work. delicious.
a friend gave me a story he wrote. it will be my bedtime story tonight.
(in the moment of my weakness
You give me grace to do Your will)

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