His new day now enfold
Me in your loving hold
You are the star of the morn
You are the day newly born
Beloved, we are God's children now and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when He appears we shall be like Him, because we shall see Him as He is. 1 John 3:2
It is reassuring to know that I am in the process of becoming, unfurling in the same sense of a bright green leaf in spring or the wrinkled wing of a larvae that has completely pupated. That sounds exactly like the sort of word that describes how I feel right now. Pupating. A word full of hope in a peculiar sort of way.
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