Faith is...
Knowing you have an eternal soul,
Holding fast to the Promise,
Of God.
Sometimes your mind is fuzzy,
Your heart is achy,
And your soul is tired.
But you cling to the Promise,
Of God.
Sometimes your body is broken,
Your arms are heavy,
Your legs collapse,
But you hold fast to the Promise,
Of God.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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