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Sunday, January 23, 2011

i drove home yesterday, just my little girlie and i...
she fell asleep in her carseat,
and i had a chance to listen
to something
other than
kids' music.

i put on some psalms
and quietly drove through the traffic
with tears in my eyes.

so wonderful to have those few minutes- 
about half an hour-
just to worship.
just to let it all out.

my soul felt cleansed and washed.

tears are a language
God understands.

"he washed my eyes with tears
that i might see..."