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		<title>By: Chelsea Coupe</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you for writing this and for being vulnerable enough to share your own journey. I&#039;ve struggled in this area, too, and it&#039;s so hard to believe sometimes that God really does love me when I&#039;m not making lists and crossing things off of them. I compete with myself until I am my own worst enemy. Last night my mom showed me a picture of myself when I was a toddler, and she said to try viewing myself as that little girl, because that&#039;s how God sees me. And nothing I do or don&#039;t do can make my Father love me anymore than that.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for writing this and for being vulnerable enough to share your own journey. I&#8217;ve struggled in this area, too, and it&#8217;s so hard to believe sometimes that God really does love me when I&#8217;m not making lists and crossing things off of them. I compete with myself until I am my own worst enemy. Last night my mom showed me a picture of myself when I was a toddler, and she said to try viewing myself as that little girl, because that&#8217;s how God sees me. And nothing I do or don&#8217;t do can make my Father love me anymore than that.</p>
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