nor his ear too dull to hear."
God never tires of our incessant absent distant furtive cries. His Arm long enough. His Ears stark open. Always a whisper Away.
DEAR GOD, PLEASE CHANGE ME IN THOSE 10,000 MOMENTS WHERE I FEEL UNSAFE. Those moments even today when I know too much, too little. More of you; less of me. My goal is You Alone, not safety and solutions.
PHOTO: The railway in Pittsburgh. An unsafe little ride up a mountain on a track. Your Arm. Never shorted.
DEAR GOD, PLEASE CHANGE ME IN THOSE 10,000 MOMENTS WHERE I FEEL UNSAFE. Those moments even today when I know too much, too little. More of you; less of me. My goal is You Alone, not safety and solutions.
PHOTO: The railway in Pittsburgh. An unsafe little ride up a mountain on a track. Your Arm. Never shorted.
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