No matter how much I convince myself to maintain a reasonable perspective, no matter how much I hang onto the Gospel, no matter how much I tell myself that everything's going to be all right (and think I'm believing that),
cold sores and an upset tummy show me up.
My doggone body betrays the reality of my unbelief when my mind and heart may think they are set aright.
Saturday, December 04, 2010
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Yup. Lord I believe, help my unbelief. Praying you have a good week.
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