Wash away
Wash away the stains
Of life today
Come home and shed the mask
Come put away
The trying-too-hard-and-then-failing
Be tired in My arms
Sweet loving sleep prevailing
Safe from harm
I love you.
(May o6)
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A close-up and imperfect look at everyday life as orchestrated by a holy, humorous, and hope-full God.
4 comments:
I've often felt that way too . . .
Maybe Matthew heard Him say something similar and wrote it in his journal, towards the end of entry #11.
anonju
Beautiful, Cass! Can you put that one in the sketchbook?
I love you! What a blessing you are to me.
I was planning on it, Julia...I seem to have found a patch in there that I want to put in. I just thought of you when I was reading that particular journal.
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