Waking up is hard work.
And I'm not even sure what that was supposed to mean.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me? How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? How long will my enemy be exalted over me? Psalm 13
2 comments:
Dear Amy,
Isn't it neat that people (ex. you) can write things and not be sure what they mean but someone else (ex. me) can read them and know exactly what it means for him?
I think it's neat.
From Nadine
Truth to be told, I have a little bit of an idea of what it meant... but only a little one. And yes, I do think that it is neat!
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