I dared, to tell you that God cares,
As I fall into another Satan Snare,
Man this life just isn't fair!
Why do I even care?
So I run back to my Jesus again,
Begging Him to take the pain and torment I'm in.
At Least I always have him to pray to,
If only God's people would do what they should do ...
Authors Notes:
You've heard it said "we are the body" Some of us is the feet, etc.
- G2G, Wednesday November 25th, 2009
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