Unkind words.
Thoughtless laughter
Weariness in loving
Weariness in living
Weariness in praying
It all seems to shout, "All is not well."
I feel all too much like this world is my home
My thoughts wander for hours without returning heavenward
How prone I am to wander
Thoughtless laughter
Weariness in loving
Weariness in living
Weariness in praying
It all seems to shout, "All is not well."
I feel all too much like this world is my home
My thoughts wander for hours without returning heavenward
How prone I am to wander
Bind my heart, my Savior, My God.
1 comment:
WOW! And what a great reflection
attached to the beauty of creation!
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