I stand,
hands
overflowing
with
ashes
and
not much else,
but
I am praying
life
into
your
dry bones.
This
mustard seed
song
is heaven’s
work.
— Supplication.
My heart, tonight, as I stand before the One who breathes life into dry bones, believing for the healing of someone whom I love very much.
liezel graham 
All that you lay bare is so heartbreakingly beautiful. Thank you for sharing your gift.
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Thank you so much. It is a scary thing to write vulnerably, but it is exquisitely healing.
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