You put my tears into your bottle; are they not in your book? When I cry out to you, my enemies turn back. This I know, for God is for me.
Psalms 56:8
When I was little and would cry, my dad used to tell me he was collecting my tears and keeping them in his pockets. Kind of the same thing, no?
About Me
- Lauren
- I'm an adventurous and fun-loving girl from the mountains of eastern Kentucky who has just been transplanted to a new home in New Orleans. I finished grad school and moved to the Big Easy this summer. I'm a teeny, tiny little bit nervous about getting blown away in a hurricane, and more than a little sad to leave all my family and friends back in Kentucky, but at the same time I'm excited beyond belief to begin what has to be the biggest adventure of my life to date.
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