Carry You Home

The sun shines
And the rain falls
On all heads,
But your steps
Are your own.

I who made your feet,
Want peace for you,
     not evil,
To give to you a future
     with hope.
Call out to Me!

Pray to Me,
     and I will hear.
Search for Me
     with your all
          and you will
               find Me.
And when you do,
I will gather you up
     and carry you

Jeremiah 29:10-14

by J Alan R
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