How I’m trying to ‘bind my wandering heart to thee’

I am tired. My back and neck ache. My soul is weary. My eyes feel droopy. My mind. Oh, my mind is ready for a break. To not think, just be. I often times find myself pondering about mortality. It has always intrigued me that I am living in a sea of weakness. Its waves … Continue reading How I’m trying to ‘bind my wandering heart to thee’

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