oh, my tender eyes,
can you cry away this
pressure in my chest
tell the clenched fist
of my whole body the
fight has been called
I only want a little
space to breathe in
and the refreshment
of a good night’s rest
Anxiety
oh, my tender eyes,
can you cry away this
pressure in my chest
tell the clenched fist
of my whole body the
fight has been called
I only want a little
space to breathe in
and the refreshment
of a good night’s rest
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Are you aware of your soul yearning for connection to God? Do you know there is something more to your faith than what you have found? Read these devotions and prayer practices to explore more deeply.
"Grace" is a complete sentence.
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sermons, theological musings, and other ramblings of a queer lutheran pastor
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