somewhere
there’s a girl at a park
who laughs as she makes snow angels
who dances as the flakes flutter
and her smile is formed
from the knowledge that someone
somewhere
loves her just the way she is
and there is power in that smile
someplace
there’s a boy on a bike
who races with the wind
who jumps a ramp made of old boards
and his joy is formed
from a confidence that someone
someplace
loves him just the way he is
and there is majesty in that joy
everywhere
there are people living life
who forget to laugh
who forget to dance
who forget to feel the wind on their face
as they jump the ramps of life
and they underestimate
the love
that He has for us, right here, right now
just the way we are
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
A Song for the Son
EspiritualThis is my collection of short stories, poems, and reflections on life, all of them being a response to scripture and my Christian beliefs as I walk through this world. I post a new piece every few days. Be sure to check back often. Table of Conten...
