My dear, dear girl,
You ran to the arms of God,
Not in the way you were taught,
But in the only way you knew how.
I doubt that He was calling you.
I don't doubt that He's now holding you.
You ran to the arms of God,
Not in the way you were taught,
But in the only way you knew how.
I doubt that He was calling you.
I don't doubt that He's now holding you.
A beautiful song, with your beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I could only listen to half a minute.
Your words touched that void in my heart
This means so much to us John! Both the urn and your words are beautiful. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteDenise