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A couple of days ago I picked up a copy of Breaking Free by Beth Moore. I actually had a copy before, that I think was given to me as a gift, but years ago my mother carelessly picked up the box that contained it and a few other treasured books and sent them to storage. Rather than spend weeks and weeks demanding that she had over a key so I can search through and find it, I just opted to spend the little money I had and get another copy.

Sacrifice number one.

Though it's not much of a sacrifice when I think about it. That money was just sitting in my pocket, and there's still a little left. I remember this book helping me a lot before, and I think it will again. She's not the most amazing author ever, but I read and I understand. What she explains isn't anything I don't already know, but it's reminding me of things I've forgotten. Things I shouldn't have forgotten.

Faith. Hope. Beauty. Abundance. Truth.

The truth sets you free. And I'm remembering.