Somehow,
in this violence,
Your gentle hand
rests heavy upon me.
Holding me all together,
reminding my eyes
of what to see most.
Even as I nurse
these wounded limbs,
and sense their future scars,
I bend low
beneath Your mercy
and raise my tattered arms.
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"On dark nights...it is important to stand and see that our only work is to give what others need, that everything that touches us is a holy gift to teach us we are loved. When sun rises, and light surrounds life making blessings grow, it is important to praise its coming, and to exhale letting all we hold inside our lungs travel east and mix its power with the air; it is important to praise dawn's power breathing in and know we live in good relation to all creation and sing what must be sung." -Gail Tremblay
About Me
- lauren h.
- Kansas City, United States
- "Daughter, you wear my name. Those are my eyes, keep them raised."
It Is Important
"On dark nights...it is important to stand and see that our only work is to give what others need, that everything that touches us is a holy gift to teach us we are loved. When sun rises, and light surrounds life making blessings grow, it is important to praise its coming, and to exhale letting all we hold inside our lungs travel east and mix its power with the air; it is important to praise dawn's power breathing in and know we live in good relation to all creation and sing what must be sung." -Gail Tremblay
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beautiful.
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