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Brokenness giving way to abundance— and then abundance, which is then broken and given… gives way to an even greater abundance.
When we’re rejected and abandoned and feel beyond wanting, Jesus cups our face: “Come close, my Beloved.”
— Dec 26, 2024 09:45AM
When we’re rejected and abandoned and feel beyond wanting, Jesus cups our face: “Come close, my Beloved.”
Sailie Smith
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It’s a strange thing to find out your heart can explode with love and suffering and find out they’re kin in ways we don’t care to admit.
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
— Dec 22, 2024 11:17AM
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
Sailie Smith
is on page 27 of 288
It’s a strange thing to find out your heart can explode with love and suffering and find out they’re kin in ways we don’t care to admit.
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
— Dec 22, 2024 11:17AM
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
Sailie Smith
is on page 27 of 288
It’s a strange thing to find out your heart can explode with love and suffering and find out they’re kin in ways we don’t care to admit.
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
— Dec 22, 2024 11:17AM
There’s brokenness that makes a canvas for God’s light.
The same hand that unwraps the firmaments of winging stars wraps liniments around the wounded heart; the One whose heart births galaxies into being births healing into the heart of the broken.
