December 22, 2013
Dear MarMar,
It seems extra quiet here without you, though the ring of your
laughter still echoes. You have no idea
how much I care because I cannot adequately express it without feeling
dorky.
You left for winter break a few days ago to be with your
family in Texas. I imagine it is an
emotional time and that you are facing some ghosts. Remember how strong you
have become. Remember what you have
found while you are here, even as hard as it has been.
Remember the vision I shared with you? You were standing on
the beach, looking up at the sky, fists balled up and ready for a fight. God then sent a hurricane-force wind and your
long hair whipped around you and your hands opened up as you fought to stand
your ground. But God wasn’t trying to destroy you or knock you down. The
hurricane force of His love was penetrating every fiber of your being, and you
finally relented.
MarMar, when (if?) you come back for your last semester of
high school, I will pray fervently for you every day that your chains will be
broken, and I will know it’s not my job to do it. I will let God do His work.
With much love,
Paula
Letter to MarMar #1
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