Pursue me.
Break through my defenses.
Come crashing through
these internal walls
that hide me from you.
I long to fall into
your loving arms.
But I cannot
find my way
through this maze
of fear.
Come.
Find me.
Set me free.
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The Spirit of the Lord is on me…he has sent me
to proclaim freedom for the prisoners.
Luke 4: 16-18
From Heaven at my Door by Juanita Ryan