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Nov 2015
I do not yet know, how to guard my heart.
I imagine holding it in my hands,
just in case it ever fails to start.
I imagine castles surrounding its tissue
protecting it from being torn apart.
But mostly,
when I'm not imagining
I am opening up my chest.
I'm letting God in
and trying my best
to forget about playing the part.
I am all in
to being restored, renewed, refreshed.
And letting God take care of all the hard parts.
Jesus is the only solution.
Jennifer Weiss
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Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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