I miss Kris. It hurts to see him because I remember the hurt of losing. It hurts to see her name because I feel the hurt of replacement. I can know in my head that God willed for us to be with other people, but my heart cannot relinquish hope in reconciliation.
I haven't let You touch every part of my life. I want renewal. I seek revival. I seek rebirth and a new spirit. Teach my heart to trust fully in You and to walk in obedience.
I wish I could show love, grace, and patience to everyone. I am too proud. HUMBLE ME.
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Break my hardened heart and build me up from my weakness. I know it will be hard. And I know it won't be fun. But I believe it will be worth it.
To God be the glory.
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. —2 Cor. 4:8-9
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