My knees are dusty orange, stained by the soil by which they press - TopicsExpress

My knees are dusty orange, stained by the soil by which they press for hours as I beg God for the mercy and strength to continue. My tears flow into puddles that do not soak into the red, parched earth of Uganda. The puddles and the color of my knees remind me that I was not to leave this life unstained or unscarred. Even Jesus kept His scars...My stains are beautiful to him and as I become dirtier and more beat up, I am becoming perfect, transformed into the image of the One who made me. And I am thankful. Quote from Kisses from Katie

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