Thank you.
I don’t say it near enough.
I think I could say it over and over for the rest of my life, and it would not be enough.
So I thank you.
In the midst of brokenness and confusion, thank you.
In the heart of a mighty storm and raging sea, thank you.
In the depths of my deepest despair, thank you.
In the soul of angst and frustration, thank you.
In the core of my darkest night, I thank you.
For your unfailing, unending, undeserving love.
"For the mountains may be removed and the hills may shake, but My loving kindness will not be removed from you,
and My covenant of peace will not be shaken," Says the LORD who has compassion on you. Isaiah 54:10
I like the poem. I have always felt that true poetry comes from the heart.
ReplyDeleteOh, and yes, I like the verse. (^:
I remember this night...the night you caught this amazing picture on film while we were driving to San Antonio for our mother/daughter graduation getaway. Less than a year ago, but seems like a lifetime ago in some ways. Your blog is beautiful...just like you :). Love you!
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