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The Lonely Road
I keep a journal. I write down what is going on, and I pour my heart out to God. I sometimes draw pictures of things God shows me. One day I was stressing over painful things of the past that I didn't understand, and God showed me my journal, with the pages flipping in the wind from an open window. As the pages flipped, I saw paragraphs missing. Sometimes whole pages were missing from the story of my life. God was telling me that I was missing some information. I didn't kno
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Jan 11, 20235 min read
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