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Where’s Our Savior?
This was not my plan for Good Friday. And this was definitely not my plan for Easter. How many of us are saying this right now? We wish we could go to church, buy a new Easter dress, and have dinner with family and friends. Egg hunts are cancelled and many of us are left in a daze. Is this really happening? When the corona virus first hit my state, my husband and I just arrived home from vacation. We thought we were returning to normal, but in fact, everything had changed. I started working from home and Owen’s classes moved to an online format. We went from visiting with…
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I didn’t realize what a hypocrite I can be until I broke down in my room a couple of weeks ago. I was in the midst of making decisions about my education and the fear of the future was absolutely crippling. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t even write. I was crying and crawling into my bed, wishing that I could just quit adulting. Ever felt that way before, lovely reader? I have a feeling I’m not alone. The only problem is that I didn’t feel like I could turn to God. I write a lot on overcoming anxiety and trusting God, so freaking out and having…
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