Free to run, dance.

Poem (from like a week ago):


I am free to run and free to dance.
Take a chance.
Be filled with His love
again and again.

When you are empty,
give Him your ashes.
He will trade them for beauy.
Be refreshed by His love.

It's only when I breakdown
that He can break through.
God makes all things new.

When I realize that I can't handle it all,
I give it over to God.
It's a violent death to myself,
but a total freedom in Him.

I am free to run and free to dance.
Thank you Lord for all you do for us.
Thank you for your grace.
I love and praise you Lord.  Amen.  

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