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Feb 2015
July 1

Now it's the first day of July.
All these rivers turn around their bends - I know even one day they will end.

We take small steps down this road to recovery every one just as important as the one before.
All spikes in your life naturally crash tumbling down the hills.

All the beauty in the world lies within the fact you have returned to your feet.
All the facade of control you thought you had flamed and combusted.
All the carbon in these ashes will be rebuilt in the natural beauty of God's perfect time.

This life you cannot see in your review mirror - it is best to be just a chapter of moments in the lessons of a wonderful life.

Yes some day you will step over to the other side.
Yes, it's not on your mission plan to see the great exit.
Yes, we are granted the certainty of hello when that day arrives.

Let us take a morning walk,
The vivid green of the fauna in the Tennessee valley.
Let us fall in love all over again.
Let us take that smile we give when we are all alone and share it with the big guy in the sky.

This is the first day of July-
Summertime is here.
A new life is so dear.
We've been to the bottom- now we walk that walk of life,
Right into the reality your God has blessed us with today.

This is the fire in the sky.
This is the point where we say thank you.
Thank you for the day you have given us.
Thank you for redemption.
Thank you for our mission.

I have seen through these eyes 1000 mule men pulling plows.
Today we are none of them.

And, yes, today with these eyes our God has wiped clear, I have seen a thousand golden eyed soldiers winning battles.
Today, through our God we were...
Every single one of them!

It's the first day of July
BL Ledford
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BL Ledford  USA
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