Why does this irritating trait Rise within my soul Though crucified Through Christ’s blood Is self-love reigning in my heartHard to let me goThe warp and woof of daily things Interrupted by my thoughts Hasty words only bringCorrection when I ought To patiently forebear Quietly forebearIrritants a crucible Reveals the stubborn dross A fire burningContinue reading “Relinquishing Self”
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Dew Upon The Arbor 