Somedays we pray for miracles, somedays we pray for Angels with strength from Heaven's Court. At times the answer seems to be just perplexity and Mortals that surround our steps. When if the clouds could roll open wide we'd see wings fanning the sky, Heaven and Earth stepping aside for God's tender hands are making you and I. You see things in me that make me cry, cry tears of joy for that is who I was made to be! But if truth be told it couldn't be me, not without you... the work God has done in you gave Him a place to do a work in me. Because of who you are I can be the man I was made to be!! I couldn't be who I am without you being who you are!! And neither of us could be who we are without God being who He is!!🙏❤️🙏❤️
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