The great fragment of mind.
Hopefulness.Hopeful in the ONE WHO SAVES.
Turn over the Lifeless Graves.
ARISE NEW SELF. GOODBYE OLD SELF.
ARISE CHILD.
GOODBYE COMPLACENT WANDERER.
HELLO TRAVELER.
GOODBYE FAITHLESS.
HELLO GENUINE.
TENDER HEARTED.
Goodbye Quiet.
Hello bold.
Goodbye to the cold, a movement has provided warmth.
A soul moving towards goals.
I'm a movement. I'm sacrifice. I'm a voice in the wilderness. I'm a temple of action. I'm a moved heart. I profess and I'm a non-proffitt giver. I'm peacekeeper, not a redeemer, but we'll be moved and made whole by the resurrection til the very end.
I'm ascending because I'm done with descending. I'm done falling down in anything but reverence. I will not turn to be blind. When... I've been sought out, reconstructed, loved, appealed to, placed upon, poured into by grace. I've been reconstructed not for my ownself, but to glorify.
Do you hear it? DO you hear it? -There's a voice calling out in the wilderness... prepare a way for the Lord. This is the temple, this is the church and we through our movement and actions have become an opening for other. We will be a part of the baptism, preaching, and teaching of our sisters and brother. Cause I am the voice. I am movement.
BEHOLD, THE BEAUTIFUL FEET THAT MOVE.
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