Monday, November 14, 2011

This heart, it's spent its time missing

You hold my world,
in the palm of Your hand
And I am Yours, forever

I'll fly in a bit.
It's not that I need to be in a different country to be in touch with God. It's just that, it's always been refreshing. Endlessly so at that.
And for that, I am impossibly excited.
I can't wait.

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