Dearest, dearest Lord.
I am so weak, but I rest in You, and am so happy like this. This is a grace you have given - to delight in my frailty, my vulnerability in You. Oh what a sweet sweet taste is this. You ask me, 'am I not always more glorious than you could ever imagine?' and all I can answer to that is yes, yes sweet Lord.
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