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Crying When God Gives What I Need and Not What I Want

Crying When God Gives What I Need and Not What I Want

I thought I'd hidden my tears. Until the woman to my left scooted a few inches away, and my husband gave my shoulder a squeeze. He knew what the woman did not. He knew the pastor had said something that touched the tender spot in my heart, the place where I long for the healthy father I never had.