Friend,
I have been carrying an ache in my heart for you these last days. To see you wrestle with this want, this beautiful, God-woven want...it peels back the covering of put-togetherness we all desperately try to keep tethered to the ground around our feet. But I have seen glimpses of the frayed corners of your covering. A picture. A 140 character sigh. A far-off stare occupied by a deeply rooted thorn in your heart. A one ton tear breaking through your "I'm fine" eyes and cutting a path of escape down your rose-garden cheek.
You are...
Saturday, December 7, 2013
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