You planted Your Word in my heart,
Watered it with Your grace,
And I have felt it slowly grow,
Even in that tight space.
The idea of change,
Nestled within my rough edges.
Something both real and strange.
I came to understand,
That what was blooming in my heart
Rested safe in Your hand.
You took this ragged soul
And held me close within Your Light,
Renewed me, made me whole.
In his hand is the life of every living thing and the
breath of all mankind.
Wednesday, May 28, 2025
This Ragged Soul
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