The Greatest Love of All

September 22, 2017

My heart belongs to the Maker of the stars.

He embraces me and cherishes me despite of my scars.

I have doubted, betrayed, and turned my back on Him,

But His bright smile never turns dim.

He has seen the ugliest and darkest parts of me,

Yet He still chooses to love all of me.

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28kenjonSep 22, 2017