Even at my lowest, it is humbling to note
the continued preservation of God over me.
My family is facing tragedy and I cannot help,
nor can I be with them.
But the Holy Spirit is there. Because even if
we a are tiny batch of rain drops, we are known.
Psalm 8:3-4
"When I consider the heavens
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?"
im thinking of you right now and sending love your way.
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