This is where I’ll find you. Where your words like warm water wash over my soul and let me know that freedom is mine. It’s mine to have and to hold. It’s mine when I feel like I don’t deserve it but you give it to me anyway. Your peace is mine. When I know I can’t change anything and I’ve stopped trying. Your love is mine when I don’t know how I’m going to continue to love the person who spitefully uses me. This is where I’ll find you. In the testimonies of the people who you have touched, set free, and healed. This is the place where I first believed.

Stepping off the cliff with you,

Prayers-to-Prose

 

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