The Lord made me small and weak
because He knew
I can summon storms with my cries
The Lord made me small and weak
because He knew
I can move mountains with my resolve
The Lord made me small and weak
because He knew that I can forge daggers with my words
The Lord gave me will
because he knew giving me strength was too dangerous
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The Road To Recovery Is Muddy
PoetryAn ongoing journey through mental illness and the daily thoughts and struggles that accompany it
