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God is good.   And faithful.  And far more than I could ever ask or imagine.  He has given me friends more wonderful than I deserve.   Friends who care for me more than I do myself. Friends who love in the true sense of the word - to seek the good of another over their own.  Friends who have this written on their hearts:

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." 1 Cor 13:4-7

How am I so blessed?  I am certain I do not know...

On Dad

Well, folks, I don't normally ask for prayer.  Half of that is pride, because, well.  I'm Meredith and I don't need prayer.  Right.   And half of that is privacy.  I like to maintain my mystery you know.

But some things are too important for either of those.  A few weeks ago my father was diagnosed with cancer.  It's a fairly mild form, and the doctors are optimistic, but it was the same form of cancer that took his fathers life, so they want to take care of it as fast as possible.  His surgery is at the Mayo Clinic on Monday.  I've moved my finals around but the soonest I can get out is Wednesday. 

If you could lift him up in prayer, that the Lord would give the surgeons wisdom and my father a quick recovery.

And maybe that I would be able to make good chicken noodle soup while I'm playing nurse.  I hear it's supposed to work wonders. 

Because I love him so much...I give you...my Dad...and Meredith at the heigth of her protracted awkward phase.  This is probably the only one you'll see of me before the age that I became socially acceptable, so make it count.  

Love you tons and tons Dad!

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Joyfully under the shadow of His wings,
Meredith