psalm 33
nothing in
my hands
in my head,
in my heart
is good or
worthy or true
I am
crumpled, broken
fallen from
the start
my eyes so
often blinded
to my helplessness
forgetting to
run back to You
I stagger,
lurch and tumble
on ice too
thin to hold
what was
lost, then found
still
foolishly seeks to stand alone
when only
by Your grace
do I still
breathe to praise Your name
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As we travel on the road our Lord has placed before us, it's nice to meet a friend along the way. Thank you for stopping to leave a few or many words, I'm always interested to read your thoughts.
blessings and love,
in His service,
in the fire,