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Prayer Pleas(e)

We're working our first weekend with the girls this weekend (which is why we've had a few week days off this week) and will be getting them ready for school on Monday!  It should be an exciting week with a totally new schedule for all of us!  Here are some of the prayers on our hearts this week:

-Please pray for one of our older gilrs, the one I mentioned last time, who has been really depressed.  She's starting to really face the issues in her life, but in the process has become very demanding and difficult.  Pray that our hearts can remain soft toward her and be filled with the love she needs.
-Please pray for our 17-year-old who turns 18 this month and at this point is opting to stay in care to finish high school and go to college.  It will be such an exciting year; however, our prayer is that she can remain focused and strong once her birthday comes and the temptation to puruse things from her past and embrace supposed freedom will grow ever stronger. 
-Please pray for the open spots we have in our home right now that will more than likely be filled quickly as school starts back this week and youth are quickly shuffled into the system.  Pray that their hearts and ours will be prepared.
-Please pray for an overwhelming sense of selflessness to inhabit both of our hearts, so that we can freely love and freely give despite the situations or circumstances we may face.  Pray for encouragement in the moments when this is difficult. 

And as always, THANK YOU for your PRAYERS.  They are felt more often and with more strength than you can know. 

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  1. I feel as though I am learning so much about God's love, grace, the church, etc just from reading your well written blog posts. Thank you for stepping up to go where God called you with a willing spirit. Thank you for continuing to challenge me to be all God wants me to be right here where he has me. Praying for you, friend!

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