Innerdialects

#12

Today, I let go & hold
 on to where You hold 
me: here where Lilies 
bloom 
 here where fear turns
 to Faith & darkness 
hounds the Light 

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Thank You for that first Christmas, where You sent Your Son, born in our narrow lanes, 

to show us how to live, forgive, bless when cursed, Love when hated, Endure when abused. 

Thank You for the Courtesy of the Cross that still holds on with Arms that never let go, not once, 

not even at our worst. 
I just want to say Thank You. 

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This day, I pray an insanely ambitious Prayer -   may Your hug reach every one of 7+billion: 

May we be drawn to Your Gentleness. May every desert in us find Your Stream. And out of every valley, a Garden grow, the fruit of Joy for sustenance~leaves for healing.
.

My Gratitude for every Reader, for every Word that goes out in Season and out. Gratitude for kind words, and with Wisdom;  for those who sow Light: Pursuers of Peace, Repairers of the breach, gentle Warriors and  quiet ones, huggers, and those who may not dare believe:

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This day,
where lilies bloom or may not,
I hold on Father,
I hold You close.

❇️🌷❇️
God bless us all.