loneliness
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Disloyal Hope
Hope fills me like air in a balloon. The possibilities swell inside me. A smile’s on my face but I know this tuneAnd that in the end I will not float free.I bounce around all light and cheery.While wishing I were one or the other -Free as a bird or tethered securelyTo avoid my ending Continue reading
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When Hope Groans
“But I can’t see Him,” she groaned. My heart immediately ached in echo of the lament: we do not have our Savior physically with us to comfort and reassure us of His lavish love. These sort of thoughts often leave me with a kind of loneliness that feels a lot like homesickness. But this time, Continue reading
The Worth Of Knowing 