The Word teaches me to protect,
As a mother shields her young
The Word teaches regeneration
Like a seed incepting in morning
The Word teaches me caring,
As the strong picks the weak
The Word teaches me to love
As Christ died for our sins;
Unconditionally.
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Author:
Cesuke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2023 23:44
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
As the string picks the weak , seems like that was an opportunity to measure that sad occurrence with positivity derived from the word. Instead to list it and have it not be addressed took away from the power you profess? I like the piece and want to encourage strengthening
Thanks
Good write C.
Thanks
for one is your master, even Christ;
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