Christ is our Day of Rest To walk with Him is to walk in freedom from the lures of the worldly systems stop toiling here and there work for Him exclusively. He’ll feed you and cloth you like a royalty. Thanks for reading 💛
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I’m Looking at the Ashes
I’m looking at the ashes of my rebellious youth, the smoke of cigarettes with a label ‘condemned’ is still lingering in the air, but it cannot gaslight the brand new me, cause on my tiptoes I’ve lifted up my head and shoulders above the sooty ether— I’ve drawn closer to God Whose holy loving fireContinue reading “I’m Looking at the Ashes”
Snowbanks
I saw the towering snowbanks on the side of our yard roads a bright yellow hazard tape around the cold white walls a bit loose waving in the wind I looked up and there far away behind the frozen lake was a terracotta colored church amidst the city’s charcoal silhouette and then the firs, firs,Continue reading “Snowbanks”