Observation:
I can't figure out how to measure pain. And if it can't be measured, how do you know what it takes to get it healed?
Promise:
He is faithful. And He knows me through and through. And it's okay that I'm weak...because then in my inadequacy he gets to be strong.
A Thought:
"Love is a good medicine." -Rick Pino lyrics
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