Through all of the hustle and bustle and fear,
I know the LORD loves me and will remain near
With all of the colors mushed into one pot
I can always find my sacred spot.
Right here in these pages emotions contort.
And once they are out I can find support.
In seeing Him and seeing me,
and how and who He wants me to be.
Written on my first day at the Missionary Training Center in Provo, UT
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