I am twenty-nine years old.
Although, I live for the Lord,
I am not perfect.
I live as a Christian.
Yet, people assume me to be something else -
something fake or not real.
I live for the Lord,
and yet I still lean off course.
I am twenty-nine years old,
and yet I continue to grow in Christ.
As I rendered my soul,
I began to grow in Christ the Lord.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 25th, 2018 09:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 27
Comments1
A fine write Forever.
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