So my 3-year old princess Shiloh was sitting down to lunch over some Taco Bell. Glancing down at her soft taco, she uttered these words:
"Dear God, I don't like lettuce. Please take the lettuce away and never let it come back, Jesus. Thank you. In Jesus' name, Amen."
Beyond my little gal's obvious resistance to this veggie, I want that simple, honest, true plea in my life, to my God, only you and I both know it's not the lettuce which I don't like or wish to return...
God's grace to you.
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