There's something beautiful in the brokenness.
Something in the way we give ourselves completely over to God to put us back together again.
Something in the way that there is purpose.
There's something beautiful in the brokenness.
Something beautiful.
"Please help me remember in darkness the things I believed in light."
[Starfield, Something to Say]
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
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