She laughs

Photo borrowed from Melanie Jean Juneau                          

She laughs, her God is near,
In spite of her broken soul,
She laughs,
 He embraces her,
Pulling her to His Sacred Heart,
Saturating her with His healing balm of love,
Holding the fragments of her tears and pain
in His Bleeding palms,
Healing her broken heart.
She laughs, her joy is complete.
Her Savior holds her near.
They dance across the midnight sky,
Angels worshiping Him with joy,
 
He laughs.  She absorbs His joy.
His joy pours into the heavenly skies,
 Heaven rejoices that a lost one has come home.
 She laughs.
 
Read more at:: His Unending Love
 

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