How can such a powerful love dwell in such a fragile vessel?
For years it has been damaged and changed by the troubles of life.
Yet you choose to place something so valuable on the inside of it.
Some days I don’t feel worthy is such a gift.
What did I do to deserve such a gift?
The truth is nothing that I have done is comparable to your love.
Still every day it dwells inside of me.
It heals the chips and the cracks.
It inspires me to share it with others.
Like fine jewelry, I cherish it.
It pushes me to face my fears.
It gives me strength when I’m weak.
I marvel at how such a powerful being still loves me and wants to dwell in my heart.
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Great post 😁