the world is Yours.
I have nothing to fear.
So why am I afraid.
I am inadequate.
You love me.
I ambandoned you.
You chased me.
I cursed you.
You held me.
Please don't give me what I deserve.
I need grace.
I always need grace.
So why do I forget you?
I'm a mess, God.
You are the author of life.
My story is not complete.
In the final chapter
we meet in heaven
restored.
-matt
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