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The Musings of a Stubborn Believer

Melt Me

This. Just this…

That the truth might flourish, that healing streams might flow.
That spring might find blankets of flowers, where once were blankets of snow.

That a trillion crystal prisms might surrender winter dreams
To become the drops of water that make up the lakes and streams…

That I might be less.
That I might be nothing.

That the purposes of Grace would flourish, if need be, at my expense.

Melt me.

5 Comments

  1. Melt me….Yes, oh yes, amen..

  2. Oh… Yes. This is deep.

  3. Mmm. Yes. I had similar thoughts today. Just make me nothing.

  4. "That the truth might flourish, that healing streams might flow. …
    That the purposes of Grace would flourish, if need be, at my expense."

    yes, yes, and yes.
    these words,this prayer…
    so blessed by all of it…

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