Words of The Lamb magazine

Branches of Grace

by Lindsay Reddick

The vines restrain me
While You restore me.
You are the true vine
And I am the branches.
The branches often droop
Yet I stay firmly rooted.
When I lose a branch
I feel it to my core.
Come morning, there is new growth
So abundant I forget what was lost.
I was lost
You found me.
My broken branches
Keep the fire burning within my soul.

Lindsay Reddick

is a licensed massage therapist from Florida, USA, currently pursuing a business degree. Grounded, curious, and quietly ambitious, she’s passionate about holistic healing and meaningful connection. In her free time, Lindsay enjoys exploring the outdoors, journaling, and embracing the small, beautiful moments that make each day feel unique.

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