I hate to see a grown man cry. Especially when I'm the grown man crying.
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But you were very gracious when I completely lost it in your office the other day.
Thank you for your constant love during the most painful and confusing time of my life. Like the mixer drum on a cement truck, your friendship and encouragement kept moving my heart and kept it from getting hard. Your kindness is unparalleled, your humility renowned. Thank you for being Jesus to so many. Thank you for pastoring this disheveled sheep.
Happy birthday!
