You brought me light in my darkness,
And washed my soul in grace.
I may not fit in with this world,
But You give me a place.
And helped me breathe again.
I may not always be my best,
But I trust in Your plan.
And how to face down death.
I may not have it all worked out,
But I’ll give You each breath.
These always were divine,
But it took me reflecting You
To see they’re also mine.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.
Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.
A thank you, again, to AC for this sweet photo from her trip to Africa.
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