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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grace abounds.

today is an emotional sort of day.

it is a day where silence reverbs from within.
it is a day of unfurling clenched fists.
it is a day of redemption.

God is mending my cracks with gold,
and i am broken, but i am also whole.

if i close my eyes,
grace will surely abound.

then i will overflow.

Labels: faith, musing

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