Lately my heart has felt like tenderized steak. Pounded with one of those mallets that brings the meat to its knees. I think its a good thing, a tender heart. Tender children are malleable. Easily taught, receptive to correction. Obedience seems the least I can do. To love the dear Lord Jesus. To thank Him.
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