June will never get here.
I will always be pregnant.
Coffee never tastes like I need it to taste.
The Pacific Northwest is the wet blanket to summer.
I am not as strong as I need to be right now.
Stupid Army.
The end.
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I love you so much! I wish I could make your coffee taste better. Try some hazelnut creamer. That usually works for me.
ReplyDeleteI've been praying this for you and Phil.
Isaiah 40:28
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.He will not grow tired or weary,and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.Even youths grow tired and weary,and young men stumble and fall;but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.