She couldn't fly as quickly as most of the tiger swallowtails that come to our Oasis,
which meant I got to soak in and enjoy her visit a little bit longer than usual.
"Oh, the God who made the stars
Is the God that made your heart
And He's holding you right now
He can heal the broken parts
And make beauty from the scars, the scars
Beautiful scars!
You're beautifully broken
And you can be whole again
Even a million scars doesn't change Whose you are
You're worthy
You're beautifully broken!
by: Plumb
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