It's a word from the Lord
A peace within the noise
A cry in the car
A phone call to Mama
It's my feet in the sand
The salt water on my face
Finding seashells like angel wings
Me praying on my knees
The waves rinsing my body
My sins floating away
This is what I call HOLY SAND
James said a doubleminded man is unstable in all his ways
Don't overestimate stability, clarity, and consistency
I still pray for you
A fight against consciousness or maybe corruption
Or was it a fight against spiritual freedom or death
of whom we thought we were
It's beautiful delicacy
One I don't think too much about
I acknowledge when the time is right
When God shares the moments
I don't question perfection
It's the growth within the silence
The blessings flowing
The shield of protection
A fated moment
When forgiveness is released
I don't conform
I let it all go
It's the waves rinsing my body
My sins floating away
This is what I call HOLY SAND.
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