Found these pics from the summer James and I started dating... Seems like so long ago.
I've lived a lot of life in my short number of years and I haven't done everything perfectly, that's for sure. But when I stare into my son's eyes, when I see my husband during church as we serve together, when I lay my head on my pillow at night and say my prayers; I will forever be grateful for a God who loves me and for Jesus who rescued me from, among other things, myself. I will never recover from the cross.
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