Today’s edition of Silvie shyly singing poems into her phone while on a walk. An idea revisited from mid February ...
“Let go of the fear and hold onto the joy.
The Father’s arms are open wide
for you.
So come and lay your head on His shoulder. Hold onto his hand and you won’t feel lost
any longer.
Hold on to the joy and let go of the fear.
The Father is beckoning you to come near.”
“Let go of the fear and hold onto the joy.
The Father’s arms are open wide
for you.
So come and lay your head on His shoulder. Hold onto his hand and you won’t feel lost
any longer.
Hold on to the joy and let go of the fear.
The Father is beckoning you to come near.”
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