Angelyn's Crimes of Passion

Mysteries, thrillls and chills . . . one story at a time.

Sunday Morning Grace

I am not worthy but You keep on loving me anyhow.


I want to live the life You prepared, to accept all of Your bounty.  You’ve got plans for me.


But I keep looking back.  The trail of failures, broken dreams, misused promises overwhelm me.


Then You remind me to seek Your face.  Loving You means loving me.  Love blots out fear.



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This entry was posted on March 10, 2013 by in Writing Craft and tagged , .

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