pulled out the dirty crocs today. first time since VSET since i've worn them.
dirty, but doesn't he say that the feet that bring good news are "beautiful"?
his goodness.
that's what i've forgotten.
the steps i've taken in these shoes, the message that he's given me to say to the lost, and the broken hearted, the captive, the prisoners, to myself...
to proclaim this year as the year of our Lord. to trade ALL of our ashes for beauty.
to trade in the bread that does not satisfy and partake of that which will never let me hunger again...
to think of it, i've been hungry for a while.
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