Lately I’ve been writing school papers instead of in this blog (in November it was an insane novel-writing adventure [See: nanowrimo.org]), but it’s still always on my heart to come here into this sanctuary. I hope to do so more regularly soon. For now, I am blessed by the new year/always new possibilities/new challenges and, thank God, new mercies every day.
So until next time, here’s a beautiful truth for us:
Will your grace run out if I let you down?
‘Cause all I know is how to run.
‘Cause I am a sinner; if it’s not one thing it’s another,
Caught up in words, tangled in lies.
But You are a Savior and You take brokenness aside
And make it beautiful, beautiful.
Will You call me child when I tell you lies?
‘Cause all I know is how to cry.
‘Cause I am a sinner; if it’s not one thing it’s another,
Caught up in words, tangled in lies.
But You are a Savior and You take brokenness aside
And make it beautiful, beautiful.
You make it beautiful,
You make it beautiful.