I wrote yesterday’s post, Words from Broken Places, on Monday morning before I started work. I had this weighing on my mind and heart and had to get it out so I could focus. I wasn’t even planning on posting it as a blog, but I felt pressed to do so. It’s the result of going out of my way to make a friend feel special, and basically getting lied to and stabbed in the back. Begging God to not let this happen the entire time. To not let me lose this friend this way. While that wasn’t the path He chose, He has been more than faithful to point my eyes toward Him in this. This may be a bit disjointed, but I want to show you how, and let the Spirit speak as he did to me.