On Mark Chapter Five Verses twenty five through thirty four I want to press through distractions of everyday life I need to get to Jesus Don't make a fuss Nor cry out loud Press in... Keep pressing Words cut sharply across my heart... Press in... Keep pressing... False accusations Tear through my standing Press in... This tearing strikes my confidence ripping faith from hands... Press in... Keep pressing... My crowded heart struggles to beat My carnal mind won't stand still Press in daughter He's just an arm length away... Don't make a fuss... Nor cry out loud Just fall at His feet and touch Him "Little girl your faith has healed you"
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The Gift of Interruptions
The gift of interruptions "If there were no interruptions I would be living my life alone" ...the ringing phone on a busy morning she's thinking of me ...the kiss on the cheek that lifts my head from reading he loves me ...the instant appearance of puppy in my lap, wrinkling the pages of my book I smile