Monday, February 11, 2008

how does doubt slip in, so silently?
why does condemnation come so naturally?
why do i still get the best of me - loving so little and living so selfishly?

what have i been given by your grace?
will i come to understand this mystery i embrace?
make of me a new creation, now - fill me with all you are and be all i am somehow.

- ginny owens

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