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on April 08, 2023

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feet to the hardwood

hearts to the heights

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Lia Eve, last & first of each* Magnolia Evergreen* what can make one white as snow? it's blood dripped from a tree* memories bubble* up joy, up sorrow* white snow laying out, future for tomorrow

June

This bundle... A favorite pic and one with varying emotions in different seasons only to return to one of merciful reconciliation. Little love is eleven today. The journey to here is beyond mysterious to me with big ups and big downs - yet even in the shifting sands, the joy along the way still far greater too than ever imagined. A strong theme since meeting her, a true joy of my life. Thank you, God, for carrying us. Thank you for the merciful gift I know her to be. Thank you for the prayers prayed for us before her arrival, along this path, and those to come. We treasure those. I ask that my heart cry for her and I reach your heart today and your great mercy cover and answer in ways I can't fathom.

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i was teaching 2nd grade at Providence School in Jacksonville, FL - I'd been married for 5 years at this point and Chad wanted to move back to Indiana, he had reasons that made sense to me but this was also one of the few times, up to this point, I had a strong preference and that was to stay at this point in my life, i didn't see my lack of preference as weakness, I don't even know if I was aware enough to notice, but having preferences wasn't a big thing for me - if someone wanted to do something and I didn't have a blaring reason not to, I was content going along for the ride but this ride to IN hit my stride in a way that made me realize I had a stride - while we didn't have children, I saw myself continuing to teach at this school and I saw my children attending there this was Jan or Feb of that year and Chad and I decided we'd pray about it until Easter and make the decision then - I settled in on not really praying 🤣- rather told God I'd just be...

beauty in the barrenness seasons stripped of life & color feel the fear acknowledge anger deal with doubt as friend not foe hold it close examine it beauty remains within delicate hope for season stripped still in His grip He's close in all the aching gems even here in lands you didn't choose as dwellings breathe & rest move ever so slowly "all works for good" is the ending

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