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Break The Glass
by Debra Burgess The music fades in and out while I still my soul, searching to hear the only voice that matters. Around me others are speaking out prayers and I try to listen to what is being said. Looking out the doors I can see through the glass, the feet of people outside going about life. At times their voices grow louder to me than those on the inside of the room. I begin to drift between the two worlds; the voices praying for people to come inside, and the voices just outside the glass never knowing they were being invited. A lonely sensation engulfs my chest. If I am inside the room and feel this way, what must the hurting souls just outside the glass be feeling? Lord, let us be those who break the glass and touch the real and hurting world I love to encourage the heart of people to be who they are meant to be in Christ, individually made and uniquely designed. www.debrabee.org Email: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |