My dear friend, Michelle, is in Guatemala serving our glorious God! Please peek at her blog entry! It’s a fast, but FABULOUS, read!
“You are not alone,” he said. “Do you know that?”
I scoffed. Of course I am not alone. I live with thirteen other people.
I continued folding clothes.
“You are not alone,” he said again. “Do you know that?”
I sighed and went downstairs.
Later that evening, Robin tells me there is a song she thinks I would really love.
What’s it called? I ask, leaning against the doorframe.
“It’s called ‘You Are Not Alone’ by Kate Hurley.”
She plays another chord on her guitar.
Ah. I raise my eyebrows slowly. I’ll have to check it out.
I find the song and I play it.
As I listen, I wear goosebumps like a sweater,
the words echoing through the hallways of this dusty heart.
Because the truth is this: I came here in pieces.
I arrived in this city with much more than just two pieces of…
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