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Monday, April 18, 2011
עֲמַלְיָה
I look at my life now, I don't recognize it. It is as if I went to bed an ugly stepsister, wretched and forsaken, and awoke a princess, filled with a world of beauty and promise. I praise the Lord every day for his accomplishment in turning my life into something I can be proud of when I reveal my heart to my close friends. So completely transformed am I, I feel like I should change my name... Isn't that what people did in the Bible times when they underwent a transformation? Call me Amalya, which translated from Hebrew means "Work of God". I look forward to what He has in store for me next.
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