E.L. Cross

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I am weary, God. Give me your rest. It was a breath prayer. She didn’t have the emotional strength to form a long, coherent prayer at the moment. So she simply breathed in, held her breath for a few beats, and then whispered, “I am weary, God. Give me your rest,” as she breathed out. Breathe in. Silent tears. Breathe out. I am weary, God. Give me your rest.
My Stubborn Heart
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