"The Center of the Father's Will"
When your world has been shaken to the core,
And your faith is stretched to breaking and you can't take anymore,
Though the storm's a raging your heart is peaceful still,
If you've made your home in the center of the Father's will.
When those trials come a knocking at your door,
Will you treat them as strangers or as visitors from the Lord?
We're broken earthen vessels that will never be fulfilled,
Until we've made our home in the center of the Father's will.
So carry on weary traveler,
Carry on to journey's end,
Knowing He is your constant companion,
And His grace will carry you my pilgrim friend.
We're all just broken earthen vessels never to be filled,
Wanderers unknown, hopelessly alone,
Until we've made our home in the center of the Father's will.
Thanks for the well-wishes! =D It still hasn't sunk in as reality. I keep waiting for Ashlea to chuck something at me to snap me out of it-- but thus far she has been wonderful instead. =) We prayed & fasted over lunchtime for y'all and the depositions given yesterday. How did it all go?
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