a poem written three years ago:
it's a little image it's a little lake that's called a sea but here, Jesus walked on water, calmed the storm, made fishers of men, recognized a centurion's faith, healed a paralytic, and spoke about His kingdom and here i am, a little person with a little life, looking at a picture that overlooks the sea and i think, “who do i have in heaven but You? and i desire nothing on earth but You,” and now, made alive, the treasure of my soul is You alone! thanks for reviving me—i am now Yours! heading closer to see You with every breath
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