In the mess around me.
In my fatigue,
in my tears,
in my pain,
in my love,
in my broken body,
in my wretched heart.
Jesus you are my everything.
Our hearts are constantly enlarged by suffering.
Can't find the verse for it, but I know it's in the bible somewhere.
Guess what I read in Psalm 56?
Verse 8 says:
Record my lament;
list my tears on your scroll
are they not in your record?
Joanne says I'm speaking bible speak :)
I know God keeps my tears in a glass bottle.
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