My Poetry

July 25, 2013

Honestly,

Those moments when you're so broken that you cannot even form the words to tell Him, entreat Him, beg Him for aide... Those moments when you are at such a dead end that you are left with the only choice of raising your mind, eyes, soul to your God and soak up His goodness, letting it fill your emptiness... Those are not times to feel ashamed but rather rejoice! You who should be last, the weakest, so shattered, has been loved beyond measure and is known by the Kings of kings. 

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