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| Lord, sometimes on my journey here on earth, it's hard to face the day. I feel as though the only thing holding me together is glue and paper mache. Sometimes I get so caught up with worry that I can't sleep at night. Forgive me Lord, instead of seeking your help - I get lost in the world's hype. I am a human being prone to sin everyday of my life and I need your divine relief. Because Satan is always waiting for a chance to cause me grief. I know glue and paper mache will fall apart and blow away. I also know that I need to call on You, Lord, and always pray. So, Lord, forgive me! In You, I know I'm stronger than Satan could ever be. It's just sometimes I forget that I need You each day inside of me! written 11/ 27/1999 |
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