Where is God’s Hugs?
Walking down a path I feel worn, not understanding what has befallen me. The struggles of yesterday seem to unwind the thoughts in my mind; silently I wonder where God is when you need him. I’ve fallen so far behind, I have lost my way, inside I scream have mercy as silent tears come down my face. Where are you? Suddenly a wish I hear the wind as it brushes against my face causing my hair to wildly go it own way. The thought that God Spirit is like the wind brings a smile to my face when I feel that wind once again around my arms, around my face, it was like getting a hug from the father what a wonderful thought.
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