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God makes me whole.
Not my husband, not my career, not my children, not my home.
God.
I give God my whole life, every morning, every evening, throughout the day, in stressful times, in peaceful times, over and over …
God, I give my day to you, my whole day …
Show me the shadows where I am hiding things.
Where I need to be made whole.
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