Lost Letters

From Mirror

Dear You, Forgive me for the moments when I doubted your magic, when I let the lies of the world hang heavy on your ears. Forgive me for when I looked at that young frame yet to be held by puberty and judged it for how awkwardly it stood in the mirror. On days when… Continue reading From Mirror

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The Great Helper

How far can I go with this burden?Who will help me carry it?All the pain, it was so suddenbut no one as my helper could fit Though I am weak and heavy ladenThere is one who is tender and sweetAbba can lead me if I harkenand if I humbly bow at His feet