In the cool dew, my feet are awakened to a renewed peace. The winds of time give me pause to smile. God is doing what I need, when I just put aside my desire, and let it be. He works when I stop giving instructions. I fall back. He rises up. Rest the soul, and He makes Himself known. The fixer in me halts, and He meets my feet. What a thought.
Meet me
In the middle
And see
The magic
That happens
When the Master
Lifts His Hands
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