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Butterflies and Brokenness

I stayed with her as she went to sleep. She flinched as my hands came towards her to stroke her hair, I prayed for her and slowly she became rested. I had the privilege of being in the darkness with her as she went to sleep and then I left the room. I was aware of my own darkness in the midst of such a tender moment. I was humbled by grace.

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