Eight years ago today, God changed the course of my life. The road ahead seemed impassible and impossible but He had other plans. And I couldn’t be more grateful…🥹 “My dwelling, like a shepherd's tent, is struck down and borne away from me; you have folded up my life, like a weaver who severs the last thread. Day and night you give me over to torment; I cry out until the dawn. Like a lion he breaks all my bones; day and night you give me over to torment. Like a swallow I utter shrill cries; I m

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