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I am failing miserably at the commitment I made, two posts down. Too often, when I'm too exhausted to do anything else, but not actually sleepy, I'm online. Right now, I'm feeling sad and scared about something (which I am not going to blog about). The 'net is what I escape into.
The Benedictines are here this week, and I've gone to a couple of their gatherings. They keep repeating over and over, "God is love." Right now... I know that, but I also don't.
Please pray for me.
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We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up. It's not the falling down that is a failure, but the inability to get back up.
prayers.
more prayers
(((((Kirstin))))
Prayers aplenty.
Email me if you'd like.
Big hugs.
Massive hits of crazy love.
Goofy grinning faces.
You are not alone.
Don't beat yourself up. A safe place to which you can escape is a blessing. Just ask Joseph.
(OK, don't take that too literally... I'd really rather you didn't leave the continent entirely.)
yours in the struggle,
max
Max, I love you so much. Thank you.
((((hugs))))
And, I'm doing better, mostly. The crisis isn't so much a crisis, anymore.
(What on earth were you doing up at 2 a.m.?)
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