About a month ago I wrote a song. When I thought moving to California was still an option. It was intended for those I would possibly have to leave just after the holidays. Now it's only a part of my journal, a rhyming reminder of what was happening at the time. The words are just as heartfelt today as when they were penned, however not nearly as necessary.
There are many things that God puts us through to mold us into the vessel He desires. I know that I will never be left without a song even if it is not sung. There are many songs that will be left unsung in the end but that end will be more glorious than all of them combined.
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