Sunday, 14 February 2021

Here’s my hand ❤️

I am here 
You will not fall,
Actually the angels are always here
They will welcome your gaping tears.

Actually flourishing is shown on the picture’s face
My joy in Jesus shall take us to that solemn place.

I am held 
I am protected 
I am a child of God 
Forever perfected.

I see that photo it gives me hope
It provides me light
It provides me the guile to keep moving towards our goal
God is the perfecter, the ultimate soul. ❤️πŸ™πŸ½

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