I want my wandering thoughts to trace back to You.
Flood this sinful spirit with grace and mercy from above.
Let my days be lived for Your light alone.
You are all I long for.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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She decided to free herself, dance into the wind, create a new language. And birds fluttered around her, writing "yes" in the sky.
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