Fill my battered heart with Your soul. Let the light of Your love change and illuminate the atmosphere around me . And I will breathe in Your aroma— the incense of Your praise boldly begins to rise.
Thankfulness bridging the divide of slightly *******, counting my losses, and I’ve got to give you my two cents like it is... the jar of pennies hidden beneath the covers of a frightened little girl.
With thanks, I will collectively bring them to You.
Unafraid.