Nov 2014
Thank you for speaking in whispers
For speaking in rhyme,
for slowly unbuilding my heart,
for sending me rain
when I'm wrung
for weaving together
all the songs I have sung,
Thank you for letting me believe lies
working on one at a time
loosing the ties
of birth's trauma
For speaking in rhyme,
for slowly unbuilding my heart,
for sending me rain
when I'm wrung
for weaving together
all the songs I have sung,
Thank you for letting me believe lies
working on one at a time
loosing the ties
of birth's trauma
God is able to make all his children stand, and they will stand. If Christ died for us while we were sinners, how much more will he help us now. God does not expect us to be perfect, he expects us to participate in learning how.
