Tract

Wrote off as abandoned terrain

Dry place without refreshment without gentle rain

Seemingly cut off from every other place

Wilderness mocking faith in Grace

Dark clouds low cluttering head space

God causes me to be alert

I detect something new yeah I see blessings move

Springing forth where I thought death owned

Life given to old dry bones

Observe his glory

Behold.

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Behold, I will do something new, Now it will spring forth; Will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness, Rivers in the desert.

Isaiah 43:19

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