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--Matthew 11:30 |
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Radical and Relentless
I carried it when it was invisible, when it was embryonic.
I carried it when they were laughing, when they belittled, when they said I lost my mind.
I carried it when they called for its burial, when they said it was time to move on, to let it be dead.
They did not know the power of a word from Father, the power of encouragement from the Holy Spirit, the whisper within me to be radical, to be relentless.
Till they walk where I walk, stand where I stand, sit where I sit, lie where I lie,
They will not comprehend. |
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