Crossing Over

I look back at where I’ve come from and I break down to cry.

Just a while ago I was hemmed in on the other side, I was very sure I was at the right place and in His will. But questions and doubt played a mean game with patience and faith when reality and opposition come face to face. At the edge of possibilities, impossibilities started setting in, fear and lost was all that I know. Never did I expect the sea to part, never did I expect to cross on dry ground, never did I expect to be able to get to the other side, and never did I know there was this other side.

I look back at where I’ve come from and I break down to cry.

PRAISE GOD ALMIGHTY, for whom wisdom and goodness abounds. PRAISE GOD ALMIGHTY, for who gives good gifts to His children.

I look up into the sky, and I break down to cry.

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