Graves into Gardens
Lord, you’ve seen me in ways nobody else ever will, from the inside out, you created every inch of me, my heart of kindness, giving, empthany, sympathy for those who haven’t seen or heard your undying grace, mercy..
You’ve given me more than anyone could ever give me, I’ve searched this life, nothing filled me like you have..
You’ve turned my grave into gardens, only you see my tears in my soul which I hide, Lord, you gave your only begotten son to preach to us, teach us to love, live, lead like HIM..
My grave is empty, I’m here because of Jesus, when I feel empty, I only have to think of you, when I feel alone, forgotten, Lord you lift my chin up to meet your face, wipe away my tears, tell me the words I never heard as a child, “My child, I love you”.
My garden is full of monarch butterflies, turtles, fish, flowers, turtles, my two blessings, my son and my daughter.
Lord, Thank you for loving me as I am now, NOT as I think I need to be..
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