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Bless the day this restoration  is complete
Dirty Dusty something must be underneath
So  I scrap and I scuff
Though it’s never quite enough
I am starting to see me finally

The gallery of paintings new and paintings old
I guess it’s no surprise that I’m no Michelangelo
Every  layer  of mine hides a lovely design
It might take a little patience
It might take a little time

But You called me Beautiful
When You saw my  shame
And You placed me on the Wall
Anyway

You who have begun  this work will someday  dee
A portrait of the holiness You meant for me
So I polish and shine ’til it’s easier to find
Even an outline of mine

But You called me Beautiful
When You saw my shame
And You placed  me on the Wall
Anyway

And You placed me on the Wall
Anyways
~Nichole Nordeman

It was while listening to this song that I felt God speak to me in one of the realest ways I’ve ever felt it.  And because of that moment I was never truly able to disregard that there was a God…though there were times I  really wanted to.
~Ashley

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There is always so much pressure when writing one of these “About Me” things, as they tend to stick around for quite a while. Well, here goes nothing ;)... I am a voracious devourer of life. I come from a very large family, who I love very much. I love food, both creating it and eating it, even though I have a slight food-handicap (gluten-free, dairy-free). I am constantly pushing myself to be as honest about who I am as I can be and to grow into a better version of myself. ...As for the rest, you will just have to read through my feed to as I blog it!

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  1. Sweetie,
         Sometimes I find it incredible that the God of all creation made me YOUR dad, and not just you but all of your sibs too, but right now, since I am addressing this to you…Wow, you really do blow me away.  I love you and it is an awesome thing to see you walking this out so transparently.  As I was reading this, initially, I thought that it might be your words, but when I saw them to be another’s, it struck me that it would not have been so unusual if they had been yours.  More important, you found the way to express yourself so beautifully using someone else’s voice (but I read it hearing yours 🙂 ).
    Love you, bunches and bunches,
    On the Wall,
    Daddy
    Hab 2:1-3
    P.S. No Me!
    P.P.S.  I’m really glad we talked this week, I miss you.

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  2. Wow, can Nicole come up with some STUFF or what!  These are some good words for a certain young man that I’ve had cross my mind time and again as of late.  He is looking to belong to something real; something that he’s not yet sure of.  Something he’s heard of for many years… even sung of, but not yet believed for himself.  You know of whom I’m speaking.  I do hope he reads this post of yours… for his sake.  THIS is what real love sounds like.  =)
    ~beJeweled

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