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I told You how I doubted You, I threw it in Your Face. I confronted You with anger, and you gave me Saving Grace. I spat on sacred scripture, tearing loopholes in Your Word, and You portioned me patience. How strange the Peace I felt. My conscience didn't bother me after the jibes I dealt. Instead I hear You calling me to evaluate this life I'm living; To reconsider rejecting You because You really are Forgiving. Instead of wrath and lightening bolts, instead of a numbing void... You were happy just to hear from me, You don't even seem annoyed.
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Jan 14, 2012
Jan 14, 2012 at 11:51 PM UTC
Morning after a fight with God
I told You how I doubted You, I threw it in Your Face. I confronted You with anger, and you gave me Saving Grace. I spat on sacred scripture, tearing loopholes in Your Word, and You portioned me patience. How strange the Peace I felt. My conscience didn't bother me after the jibes I dealt. Instead I hear You calling me to evaluate this life I'm living; To reconsider rejecting You because You really are Forgiving. Instead of wrath and lightening bolts, instead of a numbing void... You were happy just to hear from me, You don't even seem annoyed.
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Jan 14, 2012
Jan 14, 2012 at 11:51 PM UTC
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