The Power of Feeble
Old song. Full of timeless truth. Lord, I’ve come to know The weaknesses I see in me Will be stripped away By the power of Your love Disclosure: I pick at my skin. Well, not all of my skin, but whatever grows at a level higher than my skin surface. (It is called dermatillomania, I understand). I used to think it was the last vestiges of … Continue reading The Power of Feeble