You brought brothers and sisters towards my path,
Yes, I know we are all broken in a fallen world
Yet it’s you Lord, for when you picked me up when I’ve felled.
I have been here before
Wondering
Pondering
Humbling
And looking for a way out
It’s your way Father, the one with the spiritual clout.
Lord I need to close some doors
I need to be left alone, but not from you
If you going me a brother or sister to speak
It’s your timing, they I won’t be able to seek.
You found me when I was broken
You never deserted me when I lacked trust.
I need to say goodbye to some kind souls
They are too broken, blessed people whom once I thought were foes.
I say goodbye, for now
Not sure where to turn unless I pray
Goodbye to people in for this season, well wishing them all as I’ll keep at harms way.
Jason
9th July 2024
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