tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564600666420534816.post627493632287406721..comments2023-06-08T05:55:59.702-07:00Comments on Confessions of a Fraidy Cat: When a Writer Loses Her Voice – Part 2 in a Series Carol Anne Wright Swetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16651373902242362869noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564600666420534816.post-1750739292573838842014-02-05T23:51:14.992-08:002014-02-05T23:51:14.992-08:00((((( <3 )))))
For every text, for every praye...((((( <3 )))))<br />For every text, for every prayer, for every time you get me w/o my having to say a word. For the fact that time and distance pale as if they don't exist. For being brave, and strong, and beautiful even in the brokenness. Carol Anne Wright Swetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16651373902242362869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564600666420534816.post-87026859224557680722014-02-05T00:10:40.665-08:002014-02-05T00:10:40.665-08:00A wise friend pointed out recently that everything...A wise friend pointed out recently that everything lines up in this relationship except location. The Jesus-loving, grace-holding, writing, blogging, homeschooling . . . just across the country and it might as well be across the world.<br /><br />So thankful. For you and everything that you are. For letting me into your life and your heart. For giving me the opportunity to pray and watch God do something beautiful and freeing.<br /><br />You are loved. Now ask yourself, "What does it look like to live as if the God of the universe loves me?" Because that changes everything.<br /><br />~KenjKendra Fletcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11762184032404428343noreply@blogger.com