You see this fire in your hands?
It was made to light the path
of redemption
and bring the lost sheep
back home
This song that flows from your lungs,
the worlds you create with pen and paper,
every brush stroke that kisses the canvas,
Each curve, bend, pause, and play
points man back to Abba
This gift in your hands
is a tale of brilliance,
a promise
that the past means nothing
because masterpieces
come from broken things
That last line gives me a reminder and an obligation
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I’m glad ❤
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Every masterpieces is from a broken thing
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Uhmmm. Some deeps words. Keep it up
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you for reminding us that our gifts are His to use.
Everything we have been blessed with is to be devoted to the ministry of reconciliation.
God bless you ❤️
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Thank you for reading. I’m so glad it spoke to you ❤️
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Beautiful . I love how it affirms and reminds us of who we are. I love the ending as well, even when we don’t see ourselves as good enough, you remind us that broken things birth master pieces. This is inspired.❤️❤️❤️
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I’m really glad you like this piece. It really came at the right time for me too.
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