So easy, to listen to the wind
to doubt, to sink,
to see the mountain,
not the path to climb
to listen to the wind,
not our master’s voice
Fear grips us, paralyzes,
freezes our steps, guides away
How we wish, like Peter
we could walk on water
focused on Christ
ignoring the wind
and believing that much
August 8, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33
Friday, August 08, 2008
Listening to the Wind
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