She had the world on a string until challenges turned strength of stone into feet of clay. As each broken piece threatened to fall, faith sent her scrambling through the junk drawer for a paperclip or drop of glue, settling on an old piece of string to hold things together for another day.
Yet, the Lord created her purposefully, interwoven with strength and grace.
In the chill of never-ending gray, Heaven broke through – the rain will stop.
Look there, another piece of string.
A collection of parables, lessons and God whispers
Humbly penned by john g. adams
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