His Beautiful Mess
Living in dangerous proximity to Jesus & learning to love the mess
Sunday, May 15, 2016
Tears
Tears flow unchecked
From large brown eyes
Heavy with pain
Clouded with sorrow
That never seems to lift
Until the door opens
Then tears are wiped away
A smile pasted on
Hiding the depths of hurt
Confusion and despair
All is well
Life is good
Until the door closes
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