It is from GRACE, those drops of rain that fall from the skies, that fall from the stars, that fall from the universe and the heavens if it pleases you - that I receive sanity.
Raindrops of GRACE fall upon me because of my prayers, from the thoughts I raise to the galaxies, GRACE the gift from God, the reward from the Master of Life, honor bestowed upon us from Creator.
I am penetrated by this GRACE, these drops as they fall from the sky, gently bouncing off my heart and into my soul, a small flowing stream of healing.
And I am healed and I receive this antedote because of the fallen world around me in which these things temporal I cannot trust.
But trust I can the rain of GRACE upon my forehead, the sanity restorer.
papajohn
Raindrops of GRACE fall upon me because of my prayers, from the thoughts I raise to the galaxies, GRACE the gift from God, the reward from the Master of Life, honor bestowed upon us from Creator.
I am penetrated by this GRACE, these drops as they fall from the sky, gently bouncing off my heart and into my soul, a small flowing stream of healing.
And I am healed and I receive this antedote because of the fallen world around me in which these things temporal I cannot trust.
But trust I can the rain of GRACE upon my forehead, the sanity restorer.
papajohn
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