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Girl Can I Tell You?!?!?


We girls all have our little circle of sisterhood we call on to share our life news with.
Our click we turn to when  expressing ourselves in the worst and best of times.
Our venting and sounding boards.....
Our counselor's and adviser's......
Our person......
Our confidant.....
Our finger pointing, head bobbing, eye rolling, you will not believe this, side kicks.

Our " Girl Can I Tell You?!?!? "
( And even one or two that will help hide a body if the need arises.... )
KIDDING, I am just kidding!!

I am blessed to have a circle of women I can go to for any and all in my life. 
They know the good, the bad and the ugly in my life...... 
They see my heart and encourage me daily........ 
They know my desires and cheer me on.......
They are my correction and my protection.........
They know my weakness and my strengths..........
They are there when things in life get messy....
They see me for who I am......
A  child of God living this life through his grace and mercy.


There are many scriptures our daddy God gives us on friendship. 

John 15:13 NIV 
Greater Love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.

Proverbs 27:17 NIV 
As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another 

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 NIV 
Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work; If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!

Proverbs 18:24 NIV 
A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother


He truly provides for every area of our lives...
Including our friendships.
No matter how big or small the need is....
He cares.

" Girl, Can I tell you?!!!?"

xoxox
Stacey


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  1. Love that pic above! And girl, you can tell me anything! And I'll tell you anything! Girlfriends, what a gift!!!

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    1. Yes indeed we are gifts to one another!! :)

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