"If His grace is an ocean, we are all sinking." lyrics of "How He Loves Me"
Sinking quick. Hands waving tirelessly with white flag in hand. Surrendering to a life that is bleak. Swallowed up by routine. Life is painted black and white. Then, bursting forth from the clouds, a small bright red heart shaped object streaks through the sky. Rapidly more occur. They begin to take form. They take on the shape of a cross and make a bee line towards those flagging hands. Moving faster than a speeding bullet, plunges in, wraps about me like a ribbon, pulling me from the drowning state. As I stand errected, I take notice of the once white now red flag in my hand. There were words on it that read "Love is the Superhero" and marked with the sign of a cross.
Sinking quick. Hands waving tirelessly with white flag in hand. Surrendering to a life that is bleak. Swallowed up by routine. Life is painted black and white. Then, bursting forth from the clouds, a small bright red heart shaped object streaks through the sky. Rapidly more occur. They begin to take form. They take on the shape of a cross and make a bee line towards those flagging hands. Moving faster than a speeding bullet, plunges in, wraps about me like a ribbon, pulling me from the drowning state. As I stand errected, I take notice of the once white now red flag in my hand. There were words on it that read "Love is the Superhero" and marked with the sign of a cross.
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