Relationships, dreams, Promises, bodies,
We offer them up,
Each broken fragment
In broken words.
Longing for healing,
Wholeness, provision,
With hopeful spirits
We open our hands,
Searching for You.
Answers rain down. Yes!
By faith we see them,
Even when carried
To distant places
Beyond our grasp.
The Comforter comes.
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