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Daddy

They were real tears with Monday’s hug. Speaking volumes of a bond’s depth. He is hers. She adores him. Goodbye is a sacrifice.

She’s been looking for him this week. Asking if he’ll be here when we pull up to a store. “No, Hannah, love. Daddy’s at youth camp. He’ll be back Friday.” Her two-year-old world is flipped. What is youth camp? And when really is Friday? Counting down sleeps is still hard to fathom.

Last night her groggy little body arose quietly. Crept up onto the bed. In his spot. He always offers a mid-night snuggle. No questions asked. She lay there in his empty spot. Heavy breaths finally gave way to sleep. Four hours later she awoke and returned to her own bed. Not a word was said. It didn’t have to be.

Friday’s coming, baby.

Friday’s coming.

– Her heart is beautiful.

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Have you ever thought that the all-sufficient Savior has promised those who walk in blind faith more than our minds can ever comprehend? That the only True Savior renews our minds, even when we feel most useless toward His Kingdom work? The Lord of all dares to touch our hearts, even as we stumble to find obedience. Oh how this soul wishes we Christians would embrace His Truth! And that the world would be different because of obedient hearts. Lord, change me. Lord, change us. All for Your glory. ---------- I am a Jesus-follower, a Homemaker, a Wife of the best man EVER, a Mom of 4 wonderful girls, a missionary in Africa, a Friend, an Encourager, a Seeker of integrity who is unsatisfied with a mediocre walk in Christ, and Blessed beyond any words that I could ever express. Thanks for being interested in my little slice of the world.

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