5.21.2008

Drops of fire would fall so precise...

Mercy pours down like rain
And we are cleansed...

Grace consumes like fire
And we are purified...

Remember that once we were separated from God
And like an amputated limb we served no purpose.

Though we could not see it,
We were covered in filth and the stuff of sin,

But God desired to reconnect with us
And in His infinite selflessness sacrificed Himself

...for us

May you again be washed by His Love...

5.06.2008

Like picking up trash in dresses...

So, I made a fascinating discovery this evening. Out of sheer boredom, I found myself clicking the "next blog" link at the top of the screen. Most came out in some language I couldn't even recognize much less understand, but from what I could actually read, most of the blogs out there are people looking for new beginnings or...this sucks...I can't write to save my life. Never mind. Forget I said anything...