and isn't that just like a finite mind? setting out, with such righteous indignation. but now i'm at Your feet. would You look at me with some imagination?
Friday, March 2, 2007
my body aches from tiredness. it is a comfort knowing i am not shouldering such a heavy load alone. HE is here, even now, holding me up by my backpack straps.
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holding you up by your backpack straps. I like this.
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