Saturday, September 29, 2012
Rain clouds gray;
Warped soul holds internal pain.
Gray clouds shed
Soft gentle rain.
Heart of self sheds
Flowing tears soft on cheeks.
Self's soul released into healing.
Written by Morninglory 9/29/2012
" Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness." ( Lam. 3:22-23, NKJV)
A fragile flower found on sidewalk,
Broken from its bush.
Still intact, just bruised.
Written by Morninglory 9/28/2009
John Newton wrote, " Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come;Tis grace has brought me thus this far, and grace will lead me home."