Life Found in Death

January 9, 2013

Confessions of a Bleeding Heart

His soul does walk the road,

Beneath a heavy load.

His feet without design,

Do trod as though resigned,

To lead but go no where.

The burden, his to bear.

His heart does beat within,

His fears do claim the win.

The darkness will consume,

As pain within him fumes.

There stands a narrow gate,

That whispers of his fate.

There is a straighter road,

That will remove his load.

A hope and a design,

A life no more resigned.

There’s life found in his death,

That gives eternal breath.

Verse Of The Week:
He will respond to the prayer of the destitute; He will not despise their plea. – Psalm 102:17

What I’m Reading:

Fragile Eternity by  Melissa Marr.

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