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Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel like crying; when will I ever get there?

Then His hand rests upon mine, and His eyes dig deep into mine.

“You are wonderfully becoming. From the moment I made you Mine I have been crafting you, molding you, shaping you. You are beautiful to me.”


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I fall for the thousandth time today, and frustration is rising; when will I ever get it?

Then His hand rests upon mine, and His eyes dig deep into mine.

“You are wonderfully becoming. From the moment I made you Mine I have been crafting you, molding you, shaping you. You are beautiful to me.”

I can’t get away from me, myself and I; when will I ever let go?

Then His hand rests upon mine, and His eyes dig deep into mine.

“You are wonderfully becoming. From the moment I made you Mine I have been crafting you, molding you, shaping you. You are beautiful to me.”

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#345 My washing machine

#344Crisp fall air

#343 Time to clean my house

#342 God’s Patience

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