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Each word thought of, shaped, captured
set in place upon the screen
or on paper, with caught breath
is another leap
a surrendering of fear
will I honour
Each prayer thought of, shaped, captured
declared into the heavens
or the stillness, with caught breath
a small step
a surrendering of my "self"
Do I ask for my will
here, or what will glorify
The cry of my heart is to be a simple tool, a pen in His hand. I am gathering like minded artists for a series of guest posts about the experience of writing for Him.
Stay tuned! If you are interested in taking part, please ask!
Jamming with Bonnie (and Billy!) this week about Small acts of faith
Joining Emily and the rest who spill imperfected words