I bare my
sea-glass soul
along the shifting sand,
a little hybrid gem
resting in my hand.
Beaten but unbroken
ever churned by the tide,
deep calls to deep
beneath these breakers
where I hide.
Here against this ocean
my burdens soon depart,
the alchemy of God’s love
ever renewing
my weathered heart.
I bare my
sea-glass soul
along the even sand,
a little hybrid gem
shining in my hand.
Make Me That River by Lexi Ragan
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,the holy place where the Most High dwells— Psalm 46:4 Make me that river God,one that blushes with thepinks of your promise,a plac...
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Remembering Graham by Sandy Brannan
She never knew she could see so much without opening her eyes. Listening to the breeze as it gently lifted the leaves away from the tree brought with it a smile. Harper felt a tear make its way ...
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