Dear God,
How frail our hearts, and weak our flesh; for even when we say we forgive, our hearts never let go, neither do our minds forget. Teach us to be like you: who, in all our frailty, has loved us through and through, and has not allowed our past failures attenuate your love for us.
Amen
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Amen!
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