Every happening great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us . . . and the art of life is to get the message.
Andrea Dawn, this poem, “Paper Cuts” sings the beauty and efficacy of the Word. “I read a prayer, a David psalmand what he writes is healing balm,ointment poured on open wounds.” Love this new hymn of praise that speaks straight to the heart, reflecting like a calm lake’s surface, the transforming power of Holy Writ. Beautifully sung… and amen!
Thank you, Debra. I read Psalm 71 yesterday morning and was "found" and worshipped. It was the most interesting thing because I could feel the words forming in my mouth and I just started saying them and writing them down. Ten minutes and the poem was finished. I wrote a fair bit of poetry as a child, but virtually nothing for the last 40 years until last month. I feel like something has been returned that was stolen many years ago.Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing . . .
absolutely... perfect... God is so good to bring such abundant life in and through his beloved people... spoke such peace and strength to me.
had to visit this wonderful poem again... may God be all strength for you tonight
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