9/2/18

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Day 114

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God, let us move

slow into this unknown

place — where I am smiling

too much & hiding in fear

of meeting his compassion

too soon. There is no soon

in coming to see You again

& again, but I didn’t expect.

This. I don’t want to rush into

anything and the distance

makes it easy. I can say no

to the call of concern & the texts, but I don’t want to. It’s

the vulnerability I fear – the

thought this isn’t real. But there’s a hope

in my heart

 

fmf: rush.

that maybe it could be.

 

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