Tomorrow they’re wheeling my butt down to the OR for a “procedure.” Into thy pneumonia-infested lungs they will go, knocking me out to jam a metal instrument up my nose, down into my lungs to “Hoover” me out. I’ve had it done before & far be it from me to tell you it’s a par-Tay. No way, dudes! Now I don’t have anything deep to impart here, but I wanna tell you whatGod’s telling me: “Heather, [insert your name here], “My grace is enough for you. When you are weak, my power is made perfect in you.” So if you’re facing something tomorrow too, face it with these words. Cause if you believe ’em, it’s an honor to know that in your adversity, God’s power is perfectly being displayed through you.

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