Train your eyes to see
Not the damage or the scars,
But the true beauty.
*
We are all wounded,
Locked into our own ‘less than’;
Mercy lets us bloom.
Train your eyes to see
Not the damage or the scars,
But the true beauty.
*
We are all wounded,
Locked into our own ‘less than’;
Mercy lets us bloom.
Beautiful words of wisdom, dear Melody. Whatever we dwell on grows. Love and hugs from North Wales. ♥
Thank you! I always accept love and hugs from North Wales… 🙂
You have a precious ministry to us, dear Melody. Thank you!
Thank you so much!