Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


Shadows

The things I fear

they seem to fail

in the light of Your

love

my mind grows dull

Yet I have You

my bones

they ache

still

everlasting arms

they hold me

My heart

it flutters

You live there

My eyes

grow dim

You move there

Your Spirit

breathes

These are but

shadows

real but

not as real

as Your love

for me



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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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