Some days defeat seems closer than breath.
Today, it feels really close. Perhaps this is because I'm not feeling well physically, or maybe because my Papa is now in heaven. Maybe its because this last week has been filled with hundreds of emotions; from love to loss, from possiblity to helplessness.
Right now though, I just need to run back to my heavenly father and ask amoung my crying. "Abba- would please, please show me that I am beautiful?"
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