Sunday, November 23, 2014

My heart wanted to share in church this morning, but the lump in my throat kept my thanks from being heard.  I retreat here to my safe place to spill my gratitude.
A year of mounting loss leaves me bumped and bruised, but always covered in His blessing.  God has carried me through this year of heart wrenching grief on eagle's wings.  

And He will raise you up on eagle's wings,
Bear you on the breath of dawn,
Make you to shine like the sun,
And hold you in the palm of His Hand. Joncas

I love Mark Hayes' arrangement of this powerful hymn. Every time I hear it, I'm reminded that through snares and sorrows, He is the Lifter of my broken heart and sometimes, I even soar.
I remain thankful.

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