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go. sit. listen.

tonight the kids prayed for/thanked God for:

my Jesus
my country
my shower
that no one would have boo boos
that my sisters would pray to have Jesus in their heart like me
for other people who know Jesus all over the world like Africa and North Carolina
for our new house

ok aside from melting my heart. it was a reminder to me that my prayers don’t have to be perfect, long, well rehearsed, full of church words or anything elaborate. he just wants to hear my heart, words of faith, with expectations, spoken with humility and complete transparency, words of brokenness. he just wants to hear me. to sit with with him. to talk. to listen. to wait. to be still.

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I'm a wife to 1 amazing husband. A mom to 1 little dude and 2 girlie girls. A follower of the ONE who saved me. A daughter to 2 wonderful people. A sister to 1. A friend to many. A runner because that's what I do to keep from not going crazy. And the CEO of this little part of the world we call home.

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