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Can You Help Me, Please!

Hey everyone!  I hope you have a wonderful, loooong weekend!  We are doing a yard sale here and it is so nice to purge unnecessary items and reclaim some space.  I can't even tell you how awesome it feels.  I would love to hear what all you have planned...

I don't have much to say tonight but I was hoping that you would do me a favor.  I have an assignment due in a week that I need your help on - I am supposed to take a survey with only one question to be answered: What is your biggest struggle in life?  What hurts your heart in the still of the night?  I need raw, honest answers. 

I know this can be difficult so rather than asking people in person I thought it might be better to ask here.  This is what I would like for you to do:  You are always welcome to call me if you would like to share with me personally and I can pray for you and you can pray for me.  You can send me a personal email that will be kept confidential. Or if both those options feel uncomfortable you can comment here on the blog anonymously.  I don't need your name and I don't need to know if you are male or female.  It would be helpful to know what age range you fall into but I don't need your specific age.  I give my word that nothing you share with me will go any further than me.  I know I'm asking something hard but if you could help me it would be so appreciated.

Until then...
Jessie

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