Consanguinity...Three unique hearts beating, dancing, battling, and singing similar yet such distinguished songs. Mckenna - Haleigh - Ashleigh! One heart...three organs. Just years between maturity and
childhood...love and hate...peace and chaos...joy and rage...all leaders in a process. The process is what delivers scars of scrutiny and tools of talent...each one stayed in her unique stance yet innately dependent upon her kin. A three strand cord is not easily broken...the Lord breathed life into these triplets of His Kingdom...life abundant with pain and colorful with blessing. Each her own entity to her King. How does each one walk her way and lock arms with the one beside her? They trip constantly...they skip wildly...they cry wrecklessly...they smile sweetly...they fight furociously...they hold honorably....they dance dantily....they laugh lawlessly...they love loyally...they desire desperately!!! Desperately to be safe...to be loved unconditionally and to be purposed intentionally! She, one kin, found what she scrambled for....another, one kin, discovered the root of her desolate devastation...the other, one kin, still fumbles in her fight! She stands in the gap for her while another points the other to purpose. The cord is never broken...it may be limp with lies or taut with torment, but never frayed...never ripped. Their King is kind....their Lord is Loving....their Savior is Safe...their Christ is curiously bestowing courage to cleave the cord for its calling! Thank you Father for your faithfulness...I stand in the gap for the 'other'! I hand the 'other' over!!!
childhood...love and hate...peace and chaos...joy and rage...all leaders in a process. The process is what delivers scars of scrutiny and tools of talent...each one stayed in her unique stance yet innately dependent upon her kin. A three strand cord is not easily broken...the Lord breathed life into these triplets of His Kingdom...life abundant with pain and colorful with blessing. Each her own entity to her King. How does each one walk her way and lock arms with the one beside her? They trip constantly...they skip wildly...they cry wrecklessly...they smile sweetly...they fight furociously...they hold honorably....they dance dantily....they laugh lawlessly...they love loyally...they desire desperately!!! Desperately to be safe...to be loved unconditionally and to be purposed intentionally! She, one kin, found what she scrambled for....another, one kin, discovered the root of her desolate devastation...the other, one kin, still fumbles in her fight! She stands in the gap for her while another points the other to purpose. The cord is never broken...it may be limp with lies or taut with torment, but never frayed...never ripped. Their King is kind....their Lord is Loving....their Savior is Safe...their Christ is curiously bestowing courage to cleave the cord for its calling! Thank you Father for your faithfulness...I stand in the gap for the 'other'! I hand the 'other' over!!! I love you
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