I guess fear has a way of making sleep unbearable, and the days seem dark and long. But we cry and we dance and we stumble into love with perfect, awkward grace.
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“God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but he did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.”

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