period.
stupid flu.
nothing much to write, really. it's hard to write when everything hurts so badly. gosh. i want to cry but no tears will come. and yes, it's because of what you think it's because. if you think you know what i am talking about...
"Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away."
(I love this verse! I had never heard it before chapel today. The Lord knew I needed it.)
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