This one is inspired by something my mama said.
God...Father...
Oh and your love pushes through all my self built mountains of fear and destruction.
It pushes itself right through the pit of hell and into freedom.
It pushes through every moment of doubt and inadequacy.
Each beat of my prodigal heart.
Inviting
Returning
Inviting
Returning
Inviting
Returning
Your open arms
My feeble steps
Inviting
Returning
Inviting
Returning
Never forcing, always calling.
Never trapping, always freeing.
Inviting: you welcome.
Returning: I surrender.
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