God was calling out to me
My battle was over,
The hurt was gone from inside.
I stopped wondering if
God were there at all.
I held my head up high;
I searched the heavens
Looking for a sign…
My hands felt the hand of God
Leading me.
God was calling out to me
My battle was over,
The hurt was gone from inside.
I stopped wondering if
God were there at all.
I held my head up high;
I searched the heavens
Looking for a sign…
My hands felt the hand of God
Leading me.
Greetings. Just found out about you and decided to make contact. I always appreciate the posts of others which bring glory to our Lord Jesus. I’ll add you to the blogroll if that’s ok.
Carol … you really dont have to reach out … reach in … He lives within.
lovely little poem.
hugs for you