I do believe ... but in the emptiness of my house, when I so long for someone just to sit and be quiet with, to breathe the air that I breathe with, I have to go back to my knees again, and again, and again .... I do believe, God, that it's all going to work out just as it should; help my unbelief. I know, I know, I know that You are with me.
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