oh God, you heal, but not my sick and yet I know you healed Hannah. My heart, my God bring to acceptance. My faith is weak and small. I wanted him whole … oh God, not again … let not grief and my will take me from you …
oh God, you heal, but not my sick and yet I know you healed Hannah. My heart, my God bring to acceptance. My faith is weak and small. I wanted him whole … oh God, not again … let not grief and my will take me from you …
Blessings on a hill 