the day it finally all made sense;
when i lost my mangled mind,
i was damned, utterly condemned.
it was no one's fault but mine.
away from all the evil scams
i screamed and cried and ran;
in anguish i confronted death
with nowhere else to land.
"kill me now! i lost my soul!"
i desperately asked God,
outwardly accepting death.
inwardly a fraud..
"but that's what Jesus Christ died for
to give what you can't pay
to take the burden of thy death,
to wipe the sin away."
Without The Blood
to wash away sin, I'd be ashes and forgotten. With the grace of the Holy Spirit, I can feel comforted and take on the challenges, any challenges, encountered. That's the beauty of existing on this plane, not redemption, a chance at redemption. God The Father, simply, is just everything. Peace and Love toward you this holiday season - allets -