I am so blessed for friends who love me enough to show me things about myself that hurt. Things that are hard to hear. Things that God's been speaking to my heart, but I've been stuffing. I'm good at stuffing. Sometimes I can't process what's going on inside me. Sometimes I don't want to. I'm sick of shattered dreams. I'm tired of trying to do everything myself. I want to let God take control, but that means I have to release control. I don't know if I can do that. I can, but I don't know how. Is all. I'm exhausted. I need sleep. God, show me what you put inside me. Show me how I can be a better friend and counselor. Show me how to love like you do. Show me your heart. Break my heart with what breaks yours.
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