words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Sunday, February 25, 2007
From my little, tattered NIV with the inscription page:
PRESENTED TO: Sojourness
BY: Your Daddy
ON: 11/22/90 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future."