Yet pride and the impact it reaches
Blessings from the father for which he forever teaches.
Restored after seemingly on top,
Encapsulated when the fire hits the core,
Glory to God
Allow him to heal your pain
The writer of this message is the one who is learning to attain.
Hurt??? people you thought would prevent the pain
You look towards faith and there’s no one to help
Even the anger towards God comes across as a timid yelp.
“Help me God” I once cried
No amount of money can make me abide,
Your hope will be restored and love filled in your heart,
Yes, there’s a storming coming, but that is merely the start.
Jason
11th October 2022
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