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Thursday, March 11, 2010

T.I.L.T.

I can't do anything without thinking of God and praising him for transforming me into his broken horse.

I asked to be broken. I prayed for it.

In the words of Ramona "what were you thinking?"

so when the table goes on T.I.L.T. or even gets completely flipped upside down I thank God for it... and his fatherly love to break me for his bigger plan.

Being broken never felt so good.

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