In Thirty - Seven Years

ForeverJesus7

I do not know,

what I will be doing,

in thirty - seven years.

Maybe Christ,

will have come,

or Maybe,

I will still be here.

Either way my faith and my hope,

will grow stronger everyday,

as I press on toward my goal.

sigh...

Somehow, Someway

 

 

  • Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 14th, 2021 10:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: I press on toward the Goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. - Philippians 3:14 Persistence is key.
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  • L. B. Mek

    nothing wrong with personal faith
    just the whole force-feeding it
    down unwanted minds
    is what brings about problems..
    as it is
    if its reveals itself as a Truth, to You
    then its worth
    holding-on to, with all the belief and hope
    it rewards You...
    (happy birthday, not sure why I felt
    this may have been a b'day poem;
    please, forgive me
    if I've just blindly guessed wrong)
    thanks for sharing
    (let out those sigh's, with glee
    knowing you're making room
    for more of life's whimsical, gaiety)

    • ForeverJesus7

      I never want to force anything on anybody. I understand what you mean. It is like how liberals often try to force their beliefs on everyone. Thank you for commenting.
      Jesus is the savior.
      Persistence is key



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