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A lot can happen in two weeks. New life. Growing projects. Heartbreaks. A few trials.
Or nothing out of the ordinary. Sometimes life just passes pleasantly, with barely a notice of the sunrises and sunsets as we just go about life.
My past two weeks has been a bit of both. Lots of “just life.” And a good friend had her heart shattered into a million pieces. Another had to help a set of grieving parents make the hard decision about life support. Work was up and down. I had a book signing. Paid bills and managed not to get depressed about the lack of funds. Walked the dog. Started a new proposal for Steeple Hill and fell totally crazy in love with the hero. Spent more than four hours on the phone today alone with friends I had not talked to in far too long.
Life.
My heart aches from my friends who hurt, and I pray hard for them, for the comfort it brings me as well as the support I hope God offers them. And, strangely, it’s the tiny bits of life, seemingly unimportant, that give me hope – hope that life continues on and God remains in control, no matter how tough the trials, how endless the pain seems today.
I have much I’d like to share, but one thing at a time. One day at a time.
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