Jesus, you are more constant than the ground at my feet, your promises surer than the sunrise. When the sphere spins and my world collapses, your shoulders show no bend. Before any after’s, you knew, Lord, you knew every twist, turn and churn of people’s hearts including this fickle heart of mine. And yet, with your little finger, you can set it aright. And that you would reach to touch me with your grace-filled and gentle healing is too much for me to grasp. To say "I need you" seems too simple, and a mere "thank you" seems too thin, but I know nowhere else to start. I need you Jesus. Thank you Jesus.
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