A fellowship of the heart . . . we meet every Tuesday over lunch.
We hear each other's stories. We discover each other's glories. We learn to walk with God together. We pray for each other's healing. We cover each other's back. We are intimate allies. Fighting for our hearts. (Remember Waking the Dead?)
Fighting for our hearts . . . it's been a decade and a half now . . . we know one another. The four of us are a very diverse little band of sisters. Our years together haven't lessened that. The soil in which we grow is mutual . . . it's intentional.
So how did we come together? What a gift we've been given . . . we are one in heart!
For your love!
Deo Gratias!
We hear each other's stories. We discover each other's glories. We learn to walk with God together. We pray for each other's healing. We cover each other's back. We are intimate allies. Fighting for our hearts. (Remember Waking the Dead?)
Fighting for our hearts . . . it's been a decade and a half now . . . we know one another. The four of us are a very diverse little band of sisters. Our years together haven't lessened that. The soil in which we grow is mutual . . . it's intentional.
So how did we come together? What a gift we've been given . . . we are one in heart!
For your love!
Deo Gratias!
2 Comments:
You have such a gift with words. And what a sweet picture. :)
thanks for showing us how to live.
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