I want to let a balloon go for every sin I remove from my life.
Until my hands are empty of guilt and shame.
So I can truly raise them high and praise the one who wants me for me.
He has always loved me for me.
He calls me beautiful.
His daughter.
His love.
He wants me.
I yearn for Him.
Whatever it takes...
I want my identity to be in Jesus Christ.
End of story.
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