Send it to God Saturday
Courtney

It's that time again. And I forgot, again. Ha. But it's still technically Saturday, and in my defense, things are nuts around here. We've gone from a family of four to a family of seven, and I'm so excited! A sweet friend is stay with us for a while, and it's so nice to have someone else around. Anyhow.

My prayer request for this week is that I will be able to get some rest. There is a lot going on, just total busy-ness, and I am not sleeping well at all, and Eric isn't either. We're both starting to get run down, and I'm starting to get sick, and lets face it, mom isn't allowed to get sick.

I also ask that you pray for my friend and her situation. Pray that she feels the love that we all have for her. And that God has for her. I love you guys so very much!

I'd really love to see your prayer requests this week... I'll pray through them once a day! Love you all!

Court
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  1. Anonymous Says:
    May 10, 2010 at 3:44 AM

    Hey Court! Pray for my friendships, I was in a strained situation and I guess, I miss my closest friend in town (someone else has entered her life and kind of divided us) that's also why I stopped doing worship music with her. It breaks my heart, but I hope we can get to a better place.


  2. noahpoco Says:
    May 11, 2010 at 10:31 AM

    I second Suzanne's request.


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