Wednesday, 12 January 2022

7 years

2015… what a year
I told a mate… pray for me “as man do not care”,
So I received the prayer, just after workout at the gym
I assumed those days if dopamine doesn’t work then I continue to live in sin.

No going back
And I pray for believers too,
Once the holy hits your heart
The Angels of the Father work, reset and restart.

Back to that day
Yes that day I recall with all my heart,
The tears we rolling down my cheer, and that’s just for start.

These are my shoes which I fully understand how to put on and wear,
What do I mean by this? There is hope for all of us to share.

Before that time I felt so undeserving 
Whereby my family marked my card,
And through that I became stoic and hard,
Yet with the free will on that day when there were tears of brokenness and joy,
Reborn as a sinner, I can now deploy..

“God bless you all.. a good year… and tear… 2015”

Jason
12th January 2022

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