We are travelers on a journey, fellow pilgrims on the road. We are here to help each other, walk the mile and bear the load. I will hold the Christlight for you in the nighttime of your fear. I will hold my hand out to you, speak (and seek) the peace you long to hear. [by Richard Gillard, MARANATHA MUSIC 1977]
Saturday, May 22, 2010
On A Scale of One to Ten
The pain of missing you is a nine, The longing a ten. The wish to hate you is immeasurable, Yet the unwavering, stubbornness of my love eclipses it all.
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