THE AFTERMATH OF 4/27 TORNADO
AFTER THIS MESS, PEOPLE ARE PULLING TOGETHER LIKE NEVER BEFORE. CHURCHES, COMMUNITIES AND RACES ARE UNITING FOR A COMMON GOAL
REMINDS ME OF A SONG:
All this pain..
I wonder if I'll ever find my way.
I wonder if my life could really change, at all.
All this earth..
Could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come up from this ground, at all?
[chorus:]
You make beautiful things,
You make beautiful things out of dust.
You make beautiful things,
You make beautiful things out of us.
[verse 2:]
All around,
Hope is springin up from this old ground.
Out of chaos, life is being found in You.
Listen to Gungor
here:
I wonder if I'll ever find my way.
I wonder if my life could really change, at all.
All this earth..
Could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come up from this ground, at all?
[chorus:]
You make beautiful things,
You make beautiful things out of dust.
You make beautiful things,
You make beautiful things out of us.
[verse 2:]
All around,
Hope is springin up from this old ground.
Out of chaos, life is being found in You.
Listen to Gungor
here:
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