Lonely and still hanging onto Jesus,
Flirting with sin,
Falling into boredom,
Thinking and processing the advice others,
Still no closer to the resolve,
Living life one day at a time,
Giving my problems back to the Lord,
And then reliving them again,
This is a circle,
Something that must stop.
Sometimes it's so easy to just say
Give it all the Lord,
But I'm so bored ...
Boredom has open the door,
Satan walks right in ...
Idle hands have become the Devil's workshop ...
I can't help but think, if you was for me,
This wouldn't have happened ...
Playing the blame game,
Will never get my name into the book of life ...
Authors Notes:
Good works is a sign the someone is saved. They are not what saves you.
- G2G, Friday October 16th, 2009
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