Exhausted, yet restless I sit here and ponder what tomorrow will hold.... TO-MOR-ROW. Its not likely I anticipate one
thing at a time. However, nothing will break my concentration of this seemingly long awaited day. I fear, yet I trust at the same time. Is that even possible? If not, I wonder what my level of trust actually is...
Do they really know how much I love them? Have I made it clear? What if I do not get another chance to tell them?... Oh Lord, show your hand. My eyes are wet from tears... Tears of love, from the heart you have given me. A Father to the orphan, a Healer to the broken, you are good and YOU ARE GOD.
Where the Time Went
9 years ago
