Touray

It was as if the quietness came and touched my nose right in the middle of a busy day. This was a time outside of myself to listen instead of say…I’m lost. How powerful is the word ABBA FATHER

  And the righteous runs into a name

  Yeshua and safe  Waiting, I am, for the day where I will be clothed from nakedness unaware. ABBA FATHER…I deserve this pain to bare I will not ask that you take it from me. For some are caught trapped constantly in the unaware. To some there is no other burden left but to hold on to what they have. I only have a name. Yeshua… and stony earthy is dug up at the mention of a name.

A name is more than enough 

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