Wednesday, April 13, 2011
In Your Arms
Your blessings have brought me pain, suffering, and the deepest of sorrows. Your blessings have brought me heartache, healing, and chaos. Your blessings have brought me to the desert and to this wilderness that is unknown and has not yet been traveled. Your blessings have brought me loneliness, craziness, and a madness untamed by the treasures of this world. Your blessings have brought me sleepless nights and tearful mornings. Your blessings have brought raint and thunder. Your blessings have brought me to the end of my rope. Your blessings have brought me exactly where I need to be...
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Our blessings, our lessons- beautiful, bright and broken are we.
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