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I’m slowly re-learning to let go and let God.
This constant wanting for an “other half” to pour my love into is basically blindness. And teenage hormones, I guess. But really, that love can be redirected into so many other places that are, at the moment, much more important, namely the Father’s work.
Here’s to refocusing, refreshing, and renewing.
This constant wanting for an “other half” to pour my love into is basically blindness. And teenage hormones, I guess. But really, that love can be redirected into so many other places that are, at the moment, much more important, namely the Father’s work.
Here’s to refocusing, refreshing, and renewing.