on Sunday
I woke up to droplets
of rain tap dancing on
my windows.
“God is crying. He is
not pleased with us.”
Made in his image, yet
we destroy everything we
touch.
I would cry, too.
And, I do.
on Sunday
12 thoughts on “on Sunday”
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A Cornered Gurl 
I am crying too!! “Made in his image yet we destroy everything we touch” – these words ring so true…
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🙏🏾💜 Peace. Thank you for reading.
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Oh wow, so much truth!
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🙏🏾❤️
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Australia is getting too much rain in some places.
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It’s really rather bizarre and worrisome. But it is what it is for now, at least.
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Beautiful thoughts trE! 🤗🙏🏼😊
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Thank you, Kym. It’s really odd, the amount of rain we’re getting in Winston in January. Very odd.
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Honey, we were getting the same thing here too, especially overnight. But guuurrrrrllllll, I got me some good sleep because of it. Didn’t want to get up this morning! LOL 😴🌦☔
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Haha. I hear you! Lol
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We always used to say, when hearing thunder, that God was having coal delivered!
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Ah, that’s a way of looking at it! 🙏🏾
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