Old cliches: You don't know what you've got till its gone. Don't kick a gifthorse in the mouth. When you have a bunch of lemons, make lemonade.
The faith of one: Logic. Wisdom. Chosen. Secure. Pained.
The faith of another: Child-like. Proud. Giving. Stretched.
One hard to love: Strong. Confident. Easy. Blessed.
The beloved: Quiet. Firm. Anticipatory. Taken.
My long blinded faith. Disgraceful and proud. Foolish. Unthankful. Challenged. Broken. Remorse. Blind. Blind.
You may never understand this post. It has been the thorn in my flesh for twenty-one years. By the grace of God, may I pull out the splinter and let it heal with a neon pink and yellow-polka-dotted bandaid.
I post for me. A sign of repentence and remembrance. A covenant.
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