When I tell someone something of what they mean to me, I can't help it--I tear up. This always happens when I share from the place where I am really and truly Me. There's a transaction of Life that occurs when I offer the words. It's as if they are a very part of Me, containing some essence of who I am, enrobed in my innermost personality, and they carry an eternal quality. They are something given away and offered in the language of God, and yet not without blooming Life in Me as well.
I tell you that your sweet, sweet song makes my heart swell and soar and worship in spirit and truth... May you be blessed in your deeps as I have been.
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