HUMBLY NOW
The heart is a proud thing,
sometimes so independently rises,
singing its own song,
about its own devices.
Man does not know,
all the answers to life.
He keeps digging around,
in the dirt and the strife.
He fusses and he cries,
believing in himself,
until he runs out of lies,
coming to the end of himself.
That is when I step in,
when he is willing to begin,
a new way of living,
learning to be forgiven.
Humbly now he walks,
depending on Me alone,
seeking new answers,
finding in Me a new home.
Jesus
This is beautiful ❤️🙏🏾
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There’s no place like home in Jesus🏡
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Amen! Sweet little house Tam! 💎
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