Friday, June 4, 2010

High Time

My time.

My time of being alone is fast drawing to an end. Aloneness is a curable condition in God's eyes, not a life sentence.

I can feel it. Can you? It's in the wind, it's whispered in every raindrop and shouted in every blooming flower. "You are not alone."

I am too beloved by my 0god for Him to let me sit on the sidelines forever. I sense my miracle coming...

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