If this is not a place where tears are understood,
Where do I go to cry?
If this is not a place where my questions can be asked,
Where do I seek?
If this is not a place where my spirit can take wing,
Where do I go to fly?
If this is not a place where my feelings can be heard,
Where do I go to speak?
If this is not a place where you'll accept me as I am,
Where do I go to be?
If this is not a place where I can learn and grow,
Where can I be just me?
That's the church I know.
Joining the church will not save but the saved will join
the church || Rick Scarbough
this said everything I have been feeling...
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