Writing

Hey, I think I will be like a child and think of God like this the perfect Mom and Dad who takes me for a walk on a sunny day the sky is blue He holds my hand as we walk we look at the trees and flowers He says “Isn’t it pretty?” I made it for you
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Today I can’t think/pray too stressful too depressing inside too many thoughts going in circles But outside my head is peaceful I look at the snow falling white, cold, crisp covering everything covering the noises outside is so white and still and quiet
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Note added 12/10/06: This is a poem I wrote in the late summer of 1996, based on some thoughts I had about Jesus on the cross. The thought behind the poem is that when God separated himself from Jesus, Jesus, already tired and in a lot of physical pain, probably wondered if he had...
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