I like these two pictures because you can’t see how my body changed, but how my hair has. I guess it feels symbolic of this journey. A steady, slow, and silent growth. Growth you don’t see tomorrow, but tomorrow x70. Not day after day. But month after month. Good and bad hair days. Yet even on the bad ones, God still knew the number of hairs I had.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
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