". . . to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,
to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the Lord
for the display of his splendor." Isaiah 61
Monday, March 14, 2011
My heart aches tonight. I'm trying to be strong and do what's right. But it's so hard.
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You are loved, Becky Dear. Lay your burdens at the Father's feet and let Him carry you awhile.
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