xxi: more than yesterdays

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a reason

Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

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i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn

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酸酸的

i am feeling a little pinch,
little invasive forces sneaking in via the cracks in my defenses...

this job is beginning to get more challenging,
when something lies this close to the self,
the friction that disagreement can create,
burns just a little more.

halp me.
seems like these few days,
i have to take more time outs than usual,

guess when you pray for something,
God really does give what you ask for.
oh life.

Labels: faith, musing, personal

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