When we begin to see
the difference between
what our small self wants
and what God wants,
we’re stuck, eh?
We want what’s safe, easy, fun.
But from the Hound of Heaven
can we always run?
When we begin to see
the difference between
what our small self wants
and what God wants,
we’re stuck, eh?
We want what’s safe, easy, fun.
But from the Hound of Heaven
can we always run?
Posted in Poetry
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