It was upon this passage that the following song was crafted. This song has become an anthem for me. A hopeline, a reminder of where our hope and our rest must come from…
I am imperfect. And, contrary to what people say, I do not have it all together. I am a cracked piece of pottery… and it is my hope that, only as the cracks become more and more evident, the light of the Potter may shine even brighter.
I hope you find rest today too.
-Laura
Listen to these:
-All I Have Is Christ - "You bore the wrath reserved for me. Now all I know is grace."
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