Quiet... Ah
breathing and dreaming (they are my family)
here I am
awake and seeking
Angels
surrounding these
guarding
let thy servant O Lord
cross into the undiscovered land
I rest in Your arms of love.
Take me.
the compost pile of writer, matt tullos. mostly poems, prayers, rants and naratives... "Gods passion for the world has compelled me to be a contributor in the warfare of grace rather than a spectator in the warfare of religion."
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