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| Image by Christian Ferrari |
dances on the breeze,
whispers in the hush,
shouts in the chaos.
"There is a purpose for your life.
You are a part of My Story."
it brushes against my soul
stirs my heart with a thrill
sings a promise to me in the night
softly lays still as a seed.
"There is a purpose for your life.
You are a part of My Story."
it gives every waking
a reason
every falling asleep
a dream to linger upon.
the bad days drift away
inconsequential
the struggles weave and mesh together
the golden theme.
"There is a purpose for your life.
You are a part of My Story."
it isn't my task to write it
but my part to be the instrument
taken up by The Author
used to write the Story.
it is poetry and prose
descriptive and creative
a flowing narrative
imbedded into the Epic of all time.
"There is a purpose for your life.
You are a part of My Story."
it is His story not mine.
a sacred romance
i have been invited to join
to live out and live in.
"There is a purpose for your life.
You are a part of The Author's Story ."
