edited: Thursday, November 07, 2002
By Deborah L Logan
Posted: Thursday, November 07, 2002
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*sigh* I hate love 11-07-02
If you’re up there, show me some hope. God, if you love him, give him a future. Make the feet that he walks upon carry him on air. The eyes through which he sees, may they never be clouded. Let his past be just that, his past. It is to be learned from and worked through, but not relived. Lord, erase the pain from his eyes and dry the tears from his cheeks. Make him strong, but only strong enough to be weak sometimes. Show him love deeper than any ocean and true r than any truth. Let him be real. When he lacks the faith to move a mountain, show him the pebble to start the transition with. God, reveal the joy in the rain. When he falls, coushion his landing. Even through the darkest night, be his shining star. He needs so much and doesn’t know how to ask. Lord, give him all that his heart desires but protect him from himself. Show him a future Lord and teach him a way. Read the words of his heart and hear everything he doesn’t say.