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The LORD loved me, a sinner.
I am of a chosen people,
Holy and dearly loved,
Clothed in kindness, humility
Compassion and patience.
He mocks the proud mockers and
Favors the humble and the oppressed.
Humility is to fear the LORD.
I feared the LORD.
The LORD removes my sin.
It taught me to fear sin.
To fear vanity and ambition;
For they are sins,
To fear happiness;
Happiness is sin.
I feared the LORD,
Oppressed and humbly,
For want of his favor.
But if I am made from sin,
How could I believe I deserve
Love or happiness?
@LadyRavehill 2019
Faith
needs
to be
nurtured
and
cared for
so it
doesn’t
run
away
Mystifying Chaos Oct 2017
We live in a world full of people who lack humanity.
Pauline Russell Jan 2016
She was just sitting there cigarette between her fingers
The smoke curling up above her head, it lingered
She was just contemplating the universe, and her place in it
She felt like a round peg trying to be pushed into a square hole, she just didn't fit
She was far more beautiful than she knew and her spirit was a wonderful kind of wild
Her loving generosity was always reflected in her gorgeous smile
It was heart breaking that it was not flashed more often
But what else would you expect when all of her dreams had died and had all but been forgotten

Her Grandma had taught her as a small child of a loving, caring God
She inhaled deeply from her cigarette and thought if He was so loving why had He only punished her with the rod
She exhaled and let the smoke rise above her, maybe her Grandma had been wrong
Her faith was waning because of all she had lived through all she had seen, her faith was almost gone

She snuffed out her cigarette, stood up and took a long look around
She was completely alone, her broken heart beat was the only sound
Her eye's was filled with the tears of a lifetime of pain, anger and sorrow
She was terrified of the uncertain future and what was to follow

If only she had relized how many other's lifes she had touched and changed
She had so many times sacrificed of herself, let her life be rearranged
She had that rare type of heart that could always see past the surface, to see their lost beautiful soul
What an agonizing tragedy she was blinded to her own amazing, loving, unselfish beautiful soul; she just didn't know
He sighs, watch as the light fades from his eyes.

— The End —