No More Sorta Kindas
Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter…not knowing the value of its use to me. Arteries so clogged with my will, it blocked His will from flowing through me. So I thank Christ that His blood pressure gave this heart an attack that flat-lined my obscured vision, put me flat on my back. Through my ignorance He saw, so through my sternum He sawed and cracked open my chest to transplant Psalm 51:10….a new heart & a renewed right spirit within. So now I fully understand, better yet I thoroughly comprehend how much I need to wait for you.
I won’t settle for false companionship…