The stillness of the air is pierced.
Wailing of a heart chasing lovers less promising.
Echos of the past, cling dear only to distract.
Where is the purpose of the heart?
How easy it is to forget the basics of how we start off.
Return me to where I should be.
In simplicity, in love, in mercy, in grace, in discipline, in Christ.
Help me to be a child once again to learning about your people that you passionately love and care for.
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Go Find John
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