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"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. -Matthew 11:28

Today I have felt heavy.
My heart.
My spirit.
Just heavy.
I've been on the verge of crying all morning.
It was just waiting to happen. As I read more of my book {Redeeming Love} the tears were just waiting. I sat reading still so heavy. Trying to release the tension to Jesus.
It was just a morning of feeling weak.
Feeling unworthy.

And then I got up to pee and decided to check the mail.
In our little white mail box held an envelope.
I recognized the hand writing right away.
I quickly opened it and pulled out the insides.
A card I opened and read once I get inside.
Standing in the kitchen.
My heart was being mended.
By her words. Oh her sweetness. This woman who without knowing has shown me the love of Jesus like never before.
Then the package.
The little package.
I opened and saw the names Alex, Olivia and Addison.
On charms.
On a necklace.

And the tears that had been waiting to release all morning let loose. They were overwhelming.
Such a small gift, with so much volume.
And yet, I am still crying.
The heart of this woman just astounds me.


I am undeserving. I am a failure. I speak when I should keep quiet. I hurt deeply. I tend to get upset easily and become easily offended. I am just another human.

Another human that God adores.

I am so thankful.
So blessed.

Today my heart does still feel heavy. I still feel like just crawling under a blanket with my book and a cup of coffee crying all day instead of doing what needs to be done. But I was reminded in a mighty way how valued I am by God. How much He loves little insignificant me. This gift could not have come on a more perfect day. 

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  1. That is such a wonderful gift! Who gave it to you? I've wanted a mother's necklace or a mother's ring for forever now but I'm not sure when we'll be able to afford it. All these extra bills are piling up and it's hard to keep up. We're doing ok, but we're barely making it by.

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    1. Doug's grandma's pastor's wife got the necklace for me. I've wanted one for a long time too.

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