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First things first. 
Dear Bookfiled,
I wish you would stop haunting me with thoughts of Mrs. Jones or a creepy house.  However, with every day that goes by, God is kind enough to show me how to appreciate you.  I was reading in an old journal from a year ago.  I actually prayed the words, “Lord, sanctify my obedience and trust.”  I even was asking for forgiveness because I know I complain a lot.  Wow did I EVER get what I prayed for?  Sometimes those are like “broccoli prayers”.  You know they’re good for you, just perhaps not tasty at the time.   
“This is the confidence we have in approaching God:  that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us.  And if we know that he hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of him.”—1 John 5:14-15
Love,
               Alètcha
Second things second.
Dear Alicia,
               “’For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,’ declares the Lord.  ‘As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.’”—Isaiah 55:8-9
You are holding a pen.  It seems harmless.  It looks like you used it to write quite the extravagant tale.  When I took that pen away, you just picked up another. Give the pen to Me.  Let Me write your journey.  It will turn out different, but trust it will be better.
Love,
               Your Heavenly Father

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