Peace
Heavenly Father,
As I pray here today in my
Sackclothe and ashes,
I’m searching desperately,
For the peace that surpasses.
My strength has been crushed down
Into my many mighty lamentations.
Deep crying unto deep…
It’s a spiritual love call.
For now, I must be content with the
Love letters (scriptures) written on my wall.
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