Winter sweeps my soulFreezing me inside with all the what-ifs,Might-have-beens, and should-haves.The icy wind of regret would knock me off my feetIf I did not firmly grasp Your hand, Father God, offeringThe warmth of Your love, mercy, and forgiveness.
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Poetry
Oct 14, 2011
Sunshine
Today I feel like sunshine Though it’s cold and wet and gray. Inside my soul I feel fine Though the storms of life hold sway. It is odd but I can stand fast Feeling rest and grace and peace Never minding as I sail past Other ships and harbors’ ease. For the way of strength […]