Such beautiful words from my fellow blogger and sister in Him. I just can’t love this enough.
When grief rushes in like a raging river
When grief whispers into my aching soul
When grief invades like the chill of winter
When grief barges in and takes a hold…
I will run
I will run to the sanctuary
I will come
To the One who calls to the weary
I will run
I will come to the sanctuary
I will fall at the feet
Of the One who loves me.
I will run
I will come
I will breathe
When grief rushes in and my heart starts racing
When grief settles in and takes control
When grief stirs my mind and my spirit
I will hold on, be still and know
I will run
I will run to the sanctuary
I will come
To the One who calls to the weary
I will run
I will come to the sanctuary
I will fall at the feet
Of…
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That is beautiful
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