You don't choose love. Love chooses you.
All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery
when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills
you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away.
Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you.
Give it to others who deem poor in spirit. Give it
to the world around you in any way you can...♥
"Only those who've had a broken heart, know how to hold a heart."
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds."
Psalm 147:3
"Thank you Lord for your promises. Though my heart is broken, I will praise you through this storm."
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I was sure by now God you would have reached down
And wiped our tears away,
Stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
That it's still raining.
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear your whisper through the rain,
I'm with you.
And as your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
The God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm.
And I will lift my hands.
That you are who you are
No matter where I am.
And every tear I've cried,
You hold in your hand.
You never left my side.
And though my heart is torn,
I will praise you in this storm.
I remember when I stumbled in the wind,
You heard my cry you raised me up again.
My strength is almost gone. How can I carry on
If I can't find you?
And as the thunder rolls,
I barely hear you whisper through the rain
I'm with you.
And as your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
The God who gives and takes away.
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.
Jun 3, 4:07am
