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When It Happened

  • Writer: Denise Boucher
    Denise Boucher
  • Apr 8, 2020
  • 1 min read

It was gradual.

Maybe not.

It could have been from the start.

It’s somewhat of a blur.

Just know;

had hope,

had love,

had patience;

Never quite self control.

Hello voice-

Where are you hiding?

Come from obscurity

Wherever you are.

Why bother.

No one is listening.

God- I am.

During this time of isolation feelings can be overwhelming, if we let them. No matter how I feel, my heavenly Father is listening.

”Thou has granted me life and favor, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.”

Job 10:12

My heart is heavy, while I pray for those grieving tonight. RIP Cousin💔

 
 
 

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