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May 2015
Everytime my attention drifts
from Him to you...
I try to take control of the wheel,
and steer that ship back to what is true.

Because He will never forsake me,
and His waters are warm and blue.
And I can't forget your crying face
And every time I caused it, too.

I know I made messes of a lot of things.
But I know He sees through!
Mistakes,
heartbreaks,
and wrong doings.
My God, what can You not do?

Heaven is what I try to remind myself
I am pursuing.
And I will never be through.
I guess it is a good thing I think about you
every hour of every day.
Because if I think about God instead
I will be consumed!
"I am the Lord who heals you".
"The only reason doctors can do anything to make us better is that God created our bodies with the ability to heal. Surgeons would be useless if incisions didn't heal."
Jennifer Weiss
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Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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