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Under The Law

Under the law I made myself My self doubt became a cry for help.I forced selflessnessBy making myself less.In turn I became the villain.I turned into the ephesians.What a Pharisee I am.I was afraid of man.Holier I tried to be.Frustrated that they could not see,Why I was so lowly.Truth be told, that wasn’t holy.Reframe the picture…


Restored The corrupted series. William closed the side panel on his latest client. “There you go Mike. You should have no more problems with that sensor for a while.” Mike threw on his hat, “Thanks man I owe you one! How much is this one going to cost?”  “Think of this as a going away…

Pain is a fickel thing

Pain is a fickle thing, You will never be sure,What it will do to you.Pain is a burden to bear.You will never know when,You’ll crumble in its care.Pain is a fickle thing,You will never be sure,How long it will follow you.R.D.Jess


I don’t need to be your all to be loved.I don’t need to be near to feel the warmth of your love.I don’t need your attention to be known.I am not forgotten in the unknown. Though the enemy would like me to believe the lie,That I’m alone in this fight.I don’t need to give into this…


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Yet those who wait for the Lord
Will gain new strength;
They will mount up with wings like eagles,
They will run and not get tired,
They will walk and not become weary.

Isaiah 40:31

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