How does doubt slip in, so silently?
And why does condemnation come so naturally?
Why do I still get the best of me?
Loving so little and living so selfishly?
When all I want to do, is give this life to You.
And let your will be done.
given, again.
-am
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4 comments:
andrew, i love that you are writing more often now. at least i get to read things from you...but i rather got the hugs...:(
SO MUCH LOVE!
you are one of the most forgiving people i know.
pindastoo .... mmmmlastontingstammpodski alstenaskipods
what does it all mean
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