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You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers. I’m about to burst with song; I can’t keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can’t thank you enough.

Psalm 30:11-12 MSG

I see beauty in the parts of me that I used to think were broken. Author Unknown

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Lord, Open our eyes Lord to see joy and beauty where we once were broken.


May it be a place of growth and healing for myself and others.


I thank you Lord your word promises that you have made all things beautiful in your time. Ecclesiastes 3:11


Broken things can become blessed things if you let God do the mending. Author Unknown



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