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12/31/2019 0 Comments

A new year

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I'd half forgotten about this space to write.  It's been on my heart to make time for writing again, and what better hour to start but the one right before a brand new year!  
I'm up late not to ring in the new year with toasts and a celebratory kiss from my man but jotting down verses and song lyrics.  I guess it had never occurred to me before this end of a year to take a little time in searching out words meaningful to each of the children.  
So, that I did.  And I'm glad of it.  For the obvious reasons that they need to hear my heart song beating strongly in favor of their life's worth.  But also as a reminder that all the days this past year spent with them were more than just my job done.  365 days and nights were given for me to better understand them.  To get to know them again and again as they quickly change from baby to toddler and then child to teen.  For this I am thankful.  Another year navigating the new in each of them.  I am grateful for 2019.  

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    "My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass."  Psalm 102:11

    ​I write to free the words inside and document my numbered days, to tell of God's glory in all He's done for me and with me.  I am clay being molded and shaped into His likeness.  


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