I prayed that by the time the trees had fully budded new leaves, our sweet Blossom would be on the downhill of the roughest time we’ve had. The Lord was gracious in hearing our cries. And through it all, He made us more like Christ.


Thank You, xo.


One thought on “Breakthrough

  1. “Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight.
    At the sound of His roar, sorrows will be no more.
    When He bares His teeth, winter meets its death,
    And when He shakes His mane, We shall have spring again.”

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