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Jan 2013
Secluded, in my room on my time.
I pray to him.
I talk to him.
He gives me time to connect to him.

He listen.
I talk.
It's God and I alone.

No disturbance can break our connection.
And only he can comprehend my feelings.

We can explain it to a spouse.
We can explain it to a lover.
We can explain it to a friend.
Or maye to an associate.
But they wants to offer an opinion.

While God offer me a solution.
And instantly problems are solved.
If we let the message sink within our hearts.

See God doesn't judge me the way people do.
He advises me to the truth.
His judgement is crafted around our decision making.

And my comfort zone.
Is squarely in God and I alone.

He's welcome in my heart.
He's welcome in my home.
And silently accepted in my prayers on the job.

He can't be tempted.
He can't be bribed.
Jesus understood upon the mountain.
Who he wanted to be surrounded by in his solitude.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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