Friday

to whisper

i am but dust.

and such a small speck at that.

and yet He loves me anyway.

i am humbled and without words.

i am but dust.

5 comments:

  1. And He sees! He is the God who sees. Love you.

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  2. I love when I get overwhelmed with how small I am and how big He is... how often I forget. But in those moments that I do remember: such peace

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  3. it was so humble, Amy. It was so full of the big of God and a little of us. We are dust – but special dust – HIS dust. I actually have a tear from reading this little, tiny, piece of humility. I really, really, hearted this. God bless you.

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  4. Yes, but you are cute dust and loved dust.

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  5. I read some of your older stuff, Amy, and it only made me want more new stuff from you. I heart your words. I hope thelack of blog posts is just because summer is busy, and fun, and life is good. If there are challenges that are preventing you from writing – well God knows which one it is – and I just prayed to him – for you and yours. God bless you.

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