Pursue the Giver, not the Gift

When I had got back to London I had a day or two to get ready before leaving. However the practical logistics were very real. I had no flights and needed extra injections, all in miraculous timing….


When all is falling apart,
And I can feel my aching heart.
I pursue and lean on Him.
The Giver, who lives within.

Come God, please pick up these tears.
Faith I need to hold, just like a spear.
Truth reigning and no fear here.
Come God, please draw near.

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