With Each Passing Moment… Lina Sandell Berg

Day by day and with each passing moment, strength I find to meet my trials here…

I’ve clung to such beautiful words by Lina Sandell Berg so often. When I was a high-schooler and my dad was deployed overseas, rocking a fussy baby long into the night, crying over strained relationships, and hurt that doesn’t heal quickly.

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