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I could not have been more wrong

I don't usually enjoy being wrong, but today I'm so glad that I was.

Despite my frustration and impatience, things were happening beyond my knowledge. Stories were striking a chord, songs were invoking a response, the practice of communion was even starting to make sense. Somehow God even intervened within a dream to stir up more thought. I was blown away hearing all this, which was SO NOT what I thought coming back. I could not have been any more wrong.


I've never wanted healing, restoration, and hope for someone as much as I have for you. At the same time I'm so scared that I'll take control and push you away. Jesus won't you take the lead--I'm stepping back.

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