Another (probably poor) attempt at poetry. Lord, you walked across the stormy sea Healed the sick and restored the lame Commanded the wind and set souls free Countless miracles, all done for your name. Why do I struggle to trust You When my giants are minuscule in your sight And my sinful ego makes my…More
Thoughts from a somewhat mature husband, father, teacher, and Christ follower.
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