Reaching out for Hope
Deep within my spirit Where my words dare not go In the caverns of my loneliness Those places in my soul Born in darkness yet saved by light Where I can’t comprehend the thoughts Beyond any grasp of reason Where my nature has often fought Lies the secret of my humanity The frailness bound to this divide And in this, my insanity Heaven tugs As dark tries to hide For I am lost And I acknowledge That I can’t do this on my own As darkness pulls at my sanity I call out to the only home I’ve known < Reaching out for hope > 11/05/26 clc “In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Rom...