My heart rejoices. This morning I looked up to where the sky was gilded in streaks of color-stained clouds- dawn's masterpiece made in blue and lavender, baby pink and fire orange. You sat among the stars who hadn't fallen into night yet. And You wore a robe the color of something quiet- my high King clothed in everything majestic, making even the skies lose their beauty for you lather it all on Yourself. The earth can only crown You. Whisper praise. Sing adoration. Abba, You take this breath away...
Write Away...
"Siano gradite davanti a te le parole della mia bocca e la meditazione del mio cuore, o Eterno, mia rocca e mio redentore." -Psalm 19:14
Informazioni personali
- Nome: Amanda
- Località: West Linn, Oregon, United States
"Perhaps it would be better not to be a writer, but if you must, then write. If it all feels hopeless, if that famous 'inspiration' will not come, write. If you are a genius, you'll make your own rules, but if not - and the odds are against it - go to your desk, no matter what your mood, face the icy challenge of the paper - write." ~ J.B. Priestly

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