dance, sing, laugh, and love
I'll praise God.
When I cry, wince in pain, lose sleep
I'll sing praises.
When I fear, fall, and fail
I'll shout from mountains about a grace I can't comprehend
My God is present
My God is healer
My God is forever
never changing
loving, living, forgiving
Creator of everything I see daily
the Giver of this rooted love
my all in all
my heart
my constant.
Sometimes, in moments of "Why me?" - it's hard not to guess reasons and believe that pain is because of where we've been and what we've done.
Then you dance. Because we believe that sin is conquered by Jesus's nails. We believe his blood covered our wrongs.
And there is beauty in that dance.
Freely forever.
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