asking for more than I probably deserve
3:30 p.m.

Dear God,

I know You know what's best, and I know You have a plan for us, and I know it's not my place to question Your judgement, but...

Please, God, don't take him from me. These seven months have been the best of my life. I'm not ready for it to end. I'll never be ready. And don't hurt him any worse than You have to, for whatever reason it is that You have to hurt him at all. He's a good man. He has a good heart.

I don't mean to tell You Your job, I'm just asking for some favors. I'll do whatever it is You want, if only You'll tell me.

-Jaclyn

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