So much lies ahead... good things. His new mercies every morning have brought new revelation every morning. I am blessed.
But O how love is pain. I ache at random times where sweet memories of dear friends in Mozambique hit me and fill me with a longing that cannot be reached. Sometimes I wonder if the season of tears will ever leave me. Other times I pray that it doesn't. It hurts to feel this love... but to be severed from it would be to be severed from Him and His heart. Love is found in sacrifice... I don't understand this.
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you're feeling saudades..that's what we call it. It's a hard feeling but it brings us closer to Him. Jesus meu amor, please use those tears to water love into hearts throughout the world, mozambique, usa, brazil, everywhere!
"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love." Mother Theresa
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