Goldfinches & Glory

Deliver me from the hopelessness of uncertainty; from the outcry of fear against my weary soul.Deliver me from the grasping of wind; from the vain running after of rain.It falls and I grasp, but find it slipping, slipping, slipping. Deliver me from quick anger, hardened envy and wild bitterness that grows little nettles and thorns,Continue reading “Goldfinches & Glory”