A Messy Mirror

#meaningfulovermodish

A messy mirror, a late night.
But one that won’t detain my light
A heavy heart of a mom, it shows
I fall before the maker who isn’t slow
If duty calls, then is it true?
Can I really cast my cares on you?
In whispers of prayer my heart finds hope
For in this season He is my cloak
A heavy heart no longer burdened
Because I hold to life in His Word and
Never looking back but forward
My soul holds fast and presses onward
🤍

Xoxo, Shantel

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