Touray

Have you ever wanted to box in the outside? Take the night sky and pour it over your bedroom walls. Replace the carpet with grass. Lay down with nowhere to go ever. Get lost in wonder.

I usually feel this way when there’s too much going on and I can’t make it stop. Every single conversation I have with the Lord is like grains of sand. I can’t hold on because I can’t find a single place for us to talk.  

Pray for me today, pray that if it is the Lord’s will, I find my own space.

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