Father God,
I come before you with a heart laid bare. I repent. I repent for the anger that rose in me when you were moving pieces in my life, doing what was good for me, and I could only see the disruption. I didn’t know it was good. I couldn’t see the wisdom. Forgive my blindness, my resistance to your unseen hand.
Thank you. Thank you for plucking me o…
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