Other than a few pencil marks that I added after snapping a photo, I think this one is done.
When all the world is blossoming
When everything around is bursting into life
And I don't have to strain to hear the beat of Your heart
Oh, Oh
When all the world is under fire
and the skies are threatening to thunder and rain
And I am overcome by fears that I can't see
Oh, Oh
If everything is Yours
Everything is Yours
If everything is Yours
I'm letting it go
No it was never mine to hold
No, never mine
Maybe it will eventually sink in and I won't have to remind myself to let go so often. The blessings in all of it are the friends who rally around and pray and share the load and dream with me and the constant hand of the Lord that holds mine and tells me He is there. What a journey this is and will be.
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