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Prophetic Words
Born out of fasting and prayer. Not meant as random fortune slips, but as help to align your heart in prayer.
365 words — let one surprise you, or pick on purpose.
Word № 42
My child, I have not overlooked your tears. Every single one is precious to me. Grief is not a lack of faith; it is human and I honor it. But know this: grief does not have the final word. I am the one who brings morning after the night. Your pain will not last forever. Hold on, for joy is coming. And it will be deeper because you endured the night.
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