Adversity
Tears rolled down on my cheeks like streams.I'm serene about my sadness,my adversity.Feels pressure on me,a war,a battle deep inside me.Feels like the storm is demolishing every bit of me,sinking me with the ship,too.I try to grasp onto anything.All of the sudden,it was Jesus,who lifted me onto a solid rock from the sinking ocean.There came the sun,no more storm nor rain.I felt so secure,safe,loved,cared for in his strong arms.He carried me
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