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(Matt Hammitt - All of Me)

These words have touched me deeply lately in ways not even intended by the artist.  I feel like this is my prayer right now...and my heart in relation to God amidst various griefs: the slow process of letting go of our life in Salina, the letting go of one of our girls who I grew to love deeply and was very attached to, the mixed feelings or attitude I have sometimes about living up to my calling when I am tired - when I am disenchanted - when I feel "done..."  I am thankful for these words.  God is going to have all of me, and in turn, so will others.

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