i dream of a church for the broken and beautiful
where wounds can be seen openly and mended freely
where tears can flow as fresh snow on mountaintops
and captured in bottles of the merciful
where scripture is read as breath into dry bones
and the deepest scars are displayed in a shadow of grace
where embraces are as genuine as a children's laughter
and prayers are lived as much as they are spoken
Where your sorrows are felt in my soul and
your joys cause my heart to leap
i dream of a church for the broken and beautiful
1 comment:
Hi Bethany -
Found your work when searching for art therapy opportunities in Nashville. Your heart for others and the Lord is evident. Are you an art therapist? I am finishing up my art therapy degree in Louisville and wanting to connect with therapists in the Nashville area. Just curious. Best to you!
~Shelby
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