unresolved issues.
letting go.
protecting when it's not my place.
cleaning up after the dog.
bruised shoulders.
friends who make you stay, when all you want to do is run.
I could blog about all of these tonight...
but I probably shouldn't.
i'm going to a broadway show this weekend. okay, that's better...
Lord God, even though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet please help us continue to rejoice in the LORD, may we be joyful in God our Savior. The Sovereign Lord is our strength; He makes our feet like the feet of a deer, He enables us to go on the heights. (Habakkuk 3:17-19)
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