Part of me wants to go somewhere....I feel the itch to do something adventurous and fun. A year ago the boys and I should have been joining R. in Israel as missionaries. The door closed and here I sit. It's hard to just be......
I am a daughter of The Most High King. I fumble and mess up yet the King calls me to His side, searches out my heart, sings over me and calls me His own.
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