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

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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.”

Romans‬ ‭8‬:‭26‬-‭28‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬




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