09 July 2007
4:04 PM
I face the painful truth, and look at these limitations straight in the face, and wonder how I could have thought otherwise.
It's tough luck to be upset and angry and confused, everything piled on top of the sudden H3 deadline.
And I got back to an empty house, sit down for an hour and pray, because I so desperately needed guidance.
And God said:
My Grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in your weakness.
2 Corinthians 12:4.
the verse was scribbled in kiddy font by the 6 year old me, in my old Sunday school journal tucked away under dicken's bleak house.
The
me from my past, reminding me:
soli deo Gloria.
