Saturday, December 10, 2016
Feeling clay-y
Excited to see what God will do with this clay pot. (2 Corinthians 4)
Yes, at 1am, I need to go to bed now, so I've written a sloppy plea for prayer below!
Beautiful Me girls and mamas will be heading to town tomorrow for a couple hours of shopping, ice creaming, connecting, and reflecting on our beauty in Christ!
May it be more than a fun, memorable trip. May it be joy filled, a crash course in communicating what we like gently and openly, a chance to be together in a different and fun environment where we delight in who God made us to be!
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