Tuesday, March 17, 2015

he hears our hearts ...

Growing up & living in a small town your entire life is hard to describe to someone that hasn't.

You live your life with a group of people that share your life experiences in so many ways.

You have gone to school with the same group of people.

You have worshipped in the same church with a lot of those people.

You see them at the grocery store, post office, bank, Friday night football games, carpools lines, wave to them when you pass them on the road ...

You know their struggles, their triumphs, their successes, & their failures.

Your lives are intertwined in a way that is difficult to comprehend unless you have lived it.

These people become like family to you ... they are family.

When tragedy strikes ... you hurt with them & for them.

Sometimes there are no words & today is one of those times for my small town family.

We are a family that is broken & hurting ...

You cannot understand something that is impossible to understand.

You cannot pray when you don't even have the words to pray, but God knows our hearts & He hears the prayers we can't even form into words.

Please pray for our small town family ... even if you don't have the words ... God still hears our hearts.


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