Honest Prayer

April 29, 2014

And when I struggle to see how beautiful things can possibly grow up out of what seems dry and hopeless, I pray, Lord, that my hope will be in You who brings the rain, You who clears the clouds, You who warms a hardened heart and You who causes the hills to bloom, the same hills that from afar, appear to be but dry dust.  Amen.


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