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He leads us to the crazy

The things God calls us to rarely make sense.
Instead it's an act of faith. 
The things God is leading you to, can make other people look at you like you have 3 heads or may need to be admitted.
And at the end of the day, week, month & years it's all about Him, all about His glory, His story, His grace.
I am so thankful to be part of that story.

What I have learned, is God gently & sometimes not so gently leads us to the places to go. If it keeps coming to your mind and it is something completely crazy but you can see God's hand in it, girl you betta get to praying. 

We have stepped into a season of what you & others will think is completely crazy, but without a doubt in my mind God has lead us here. To this exact timing, His will. 



Would you join in & praying for our family and to the two that have been lead to our home?

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  1. so true. really no story written in His word makes sense if taken out of context! He's so creative! praying for your family Katie.

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