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Photo Credit: flowerfading.com

Photo Credit: flowerfading.com

We stand alone,

Our faith to own.


Trials we’ll face,

To find our place,


But hearts will swell,

If hope does dwell,


Within our souls,

Making us whole.


Strength fills the weak;

Peace finds the meek.


Knees bend, heads bow –

Our solemn vow.


Offer it all;

Answer the call.


A breath at best,

But on a quest.


Searching for worth;

Finding new birth.


Raising the bar;

Healing the scars:


With just three nails,

He changed the scales.


Inside turned out,

Removing doubt;


Calming our fears,

Wiping our tears –


A cleansing snow;

Our chance to grow.


So much to lose,

What will you choose?




Verse Of The Moment: 

Psalms 51:7

Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

(Disclaimer: The great depths of my sorrow can only be justly compared to the impressive heights of my joy. If you stay tuned in long enough you’ll begin to see the silver ray of hope in even the darkest of my reflections.)