“God has not been trying an experiment on my faith or love in order to find out their quality. He knew it already. It was I who didn't. In this trial He makes us occupy the dock, the witness box, and the bench all at once. He always knew that my temple was a house of cards. His only way of making me realize the fact was to knock it down.”
― A Grief ObservedEvery year, it's like that.
Every year, I lose something or someone.
Every year, God moulds and reshapes my heart.
Wait, I think it's more like, every year, God shape a bit of my heart and shaves a bit of it away.
When will my heart be shaped perfectly?
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Adam Elsheimer - The Flight into Egypt, detail
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