Easter Sunday. 2, 011 years ago He has risen.
He's the air inside of our chest, whether we breathe him in all the time or not. He is my fire and water. And once his flame ignites in me, there aint no putting it out.
I am His daughter. And my Daddy didn't raise no fools. He's my rock. My Father is my love.
Today just push yourself to sit in silence and reminisce on His love. Today, yesterday and days to come.
My Jesus is Love! And words cannot express my love for the Man who has sacrificed His life to give me life. Forever appreciated.
Love,
Vee
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