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The Hills are alive

28/40 healing tiptoes on new wingsmaybe it hurtsmaybe healing hurts somewhere among these new hillsthe scent of His Touch, Golgotha smiles pain is a quick teacherlike His Bruised Eyes. 🌱✝️🌿 Continue reading
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There is only one thing heavier than gravity: Compassion.

27/40 It wears nails and a crown of thorns. It doesn’t sit, it is a Verb. It gives, doesn’t take, It loves, cannot Hate. What a Gift You’ve given us Father, this Lent and forever, What a Fantastic Gift : Your Compassionate Heart for Humanity. I see it at the Cross. And I marvel at… Continue reading
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Broken things

24/40Lent Hymn of the OlivesIts lyrics pour scents of pure worship, accents of perfumeflowing from locksto our sole, sole keys of Praise-soul, mine, singof that NardHe went to Mt. Olivespast Kidron’s ravines, vale of aloneness, taking BCfrom AD; Vine press of CrushingI stare at, from here/ receive from here:a Cup of grape, the touch of… Continue reading
