Saturday, September 11, 2010

lift

He lifts my head when I cannot. He restores my joy when I have lost it. He is faithful to complete the work He has started in my heart and family, even when I take a hiatus from being faithful. He does universe sized miracles with my mustard seeds. He has more than enough power to bring the dead to life. He is the author and finisher of all that is wonderful in my life. My worries and fears do not influence His love for me. He guides me when I cannot see, He carries me when I cannot walk, He gently warms my hardened heart, He breathes life in response to my words of death. Who is this guy?

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