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What a stunning thing. There are parts of me that are done for the day. And maybe rightly so after a couple of hours of exposition. But at the same time I feel so much like a king's kid. The surface gets worn away and the core is revealed. I am so strong in Christ. The foundation is unshakeable and not subject to storms. I may forget to stay on it, but it is not going anywhere.

When you go walking in the Wild, look for parts of me dropped along the path. In fascination and adoration of the Great King, I do not miss them. They are parts of me that are not needed for clinging, leaning, trusting and following,

Father, thank you for believing in me.