Blogging Diary 8

29 August 2020

Everyday, with every new portion

Although I sometimes feel

as if I am empty, still I realized

I’m holding grace in my hand

Carrying it , how light your yoke!

I heard you coming this way

So I awaited your call,

Your soft steps, to give direction

When I touched the hem

Of your garment

Then I felt , I experienced

How you , oh Lord

Extend my perimeters

I pressed forward

In a consistent way to find

To be changed by your glory.

You’ve told me already: I’m rare,

As you do not create similar.

For if one look closely

You discern the difference

of uniqueness.

I am unique

Wonderfully made

In my mother’s womb.

💞ChallEngEr

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