Oh, be my only Safe Place. Be the Shelter to which I run. Be my Hide Out, where no one can find me save You. Only You, Lord.
When my mom makes a cake, it takes a while. She doesn’t just put ingredients in a bowl and pop it in the oven for a random amount of time. There is a lot of preparation and wait time involved. The process is long…and kind of excruciating for those of us in desperate need of … More Cake
You are Happiness You are Friendship You are warm feelings inside of my heart, Holding me close and telling me who You are You are here. You are the absence of fear, Of being afraid. You are Friendship You are here You are everything fading away from my overly concerned thoughts and my worried heart … More Who You Are (You, Meaning God)