Wednesday, July 20, 2016

So often

If I were preaching these days, this is what I would say...walking up to the pulpit with my walker.

So often
I find myself on that roof
Being lowered down
To Jesus
By friends
By my therapist
By people I never imagined
Could hold me
Even in a crowd.
So often
I realize
There is a hole
In that roof
And I
I am being lowered down
To Jesus.

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