My Constant

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Not going back.
Not forgetting, yet I am pushing on.
The trials, struggles, moments of despair.
Yet, it is him that moves me, pushes me and makes me who I am.
He is the maker of a my life. The maker of all.
He sustains me.
Through the joys, the pain and through it all.
And even in the agony of defeat, He remains.
I am molded by Him and blessed by Him.
Soft clay in the potter’s hands.
Every single, minute step He is with me.
Not backing down with Him by my side.
I am sustained and he is still the same.
Today and forever.





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