Hello Dear Friend

Outdone, overcome, and overwhelmed would all be pretty good words to describe what these past few months have looked and felt like for me. Since my last letter, back in April, ‘A Wicked Masquerade’, God has been moving in my heart and life in a way that can only be described as reckless.

He’s exposed the masquerade of lies. He’s breaking it all down, ripping away the masks, tearing down strongholds, and peeling back layer upon layer. As He exposes more and more it’s like I’m pulling at a string on the bottom of a curtain. The more I pull at the string the more the curtain begins to unravel and the more that the curtain is unraveled the more the truth, that’s been locked away and hidden in me for so long, is revealed.  

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