Ann's service is Thursday, and I've been waiting... for the rest of the words.
I did not press, because the time is not yet too short... but the clock is ticking.
My eyes sprung open in the wee hours of the morning, long before even the darkest hour. And with the open eyes came a river of words. The words. The ones that I have prayed for. So what do you do, but crawl from beneath the covers and write...
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Could I ask you to pray for me?
Because while I have faith that He will hold me up, He might also need to carry me...
xoxo
2 comments :
He will most certainly carry you, sweet girl. I don't know that I would ever have the courage to stand and speak at a memorial like that. I'm so glad He has given you the words to say..I know they are the exact ones your heart and the hearts in attendance need to hear. Hugs and love, friend.
Yes, I will pray for you. I KNOW you can do this though....for you are stronger than you ever imagine.
XO
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