Thursday, February 26

Each day I persistantly pray for patience,
gathering my pride and confessing
my failures.

When the winds and rains come,
I do not fear,
for I have my umbrella.

My hope comes not from within,
but from above.

I cry out in the night and
You
are there.

There to rescue me from darkness
and pain.

You paint a smile on my face
and make my heart beat with glee.

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