Even though I have failed you at times in my life.
Even I have hurt many people in my life here on earth.
Not on purpose but at times even the saints can seem selfish.
Even though I might have even done things against Gods will.
Yet he tells me every day if I sincerely come to him for forgiveness.
That I have no need to fear his Mighty and Righteous Judgement.
Because it is all toss in the ocean of forgetfulness, so I need not fear.
His wraith on the day that I have to face him in his true Judgement.
So yes if we run to him and admit that we mess up then we are forgiven.

In the garden sweat flowed as blood. In the garden the son of man was tried. In the garden the final prayers were said. In the garden where Jesus fate was decided. In the garden the fathers will was done. In the garden, mortal failings were conquered and salvations victory won.

Winter
She buried my heart in the snow so no else could ever love me
And when she came back to retrieve me
I was so cold
That even her I couldn't love

Rose garden
Once the snow melted
I could tell that winter was over
And all the flowers around me
Sprouted with a boom
But as I laid there frozen in time
In my garden
No roses bloomed

Hell & Heaven
Because the soil was rotten
From my decaying soul
I laid there motionless
In an unmarked grave
My demons led me here
Into her arms on a winters day
But I was to far gone in my wicked ways
As the stalks dripped with tears
Softening the ground
I was swallowed
Hoping I could be saved I prayed

Heaven & Hell
Never seemed to notice miracles
But this one gleamed
I could hear the light penetrate the darkness
My demons screamed
And I could feel myself being yanked from the dirt
Back to earth
Post bail from my maggot infested cell
Set free
Only to the sight of you
Standing over me
Smothering the neck of a shovel, suffocating it
Like the suffocating grip she has on me
And as she started to dig a whole In the snow
I knew she would never let anyone else love me

Today a man told a **** joke.
Everyone laughed.
I stood there and thought about it for a moment
And then I asked,
"What is funny about that?"
The laughter stopped
and they stood there in silence.
The momentary silence of shattered illusions,
There was no answer
Because it wasn't funny
So why laugh?