When you hear the shame come back Don’t listen. When the guilt is too heavy to bear Grace is given. Return, O child To your first Love. Return, O bride To the altar of…
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Return, Oh my soul, From the dust by which you came. Take heart again Lift high your hands And worship His holy name! Lift your eyes And gaze upon Your perfect and lovely groom…
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I wrote this poem while sitting by a lake on a windy fall day a couple weeks ago… Oh mighty winds, Where the breath of God doth flow. Speak in the whirlwind, Father Where…
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I married Brian Keith Saylor when I was 19. No one knows the journey marriage can be when two fallible people come together in hopes of representing a perfect and infallible love that can…