"I am only one lonely little man... / Just trying to get to heaven and just passing through hell"
Transcendental Sonnet #1226: Alone and Exhausted at Four in the Morning
It dawns on me I have done all I can Before dawn I see I have done my best I could write some things now say some things but It is better that I keep my mouth shut If I failed one I passed another test
I am only one lonely little man
If only I could make it right somehow My very uttermost seems not enough I could really use a miracle now Nobody can tell me I am not tough
I never give up even when it seems I might as well Never having known success it never went to my head So I always have to do my best until I am dead
Just trying to get to heaven and just passing through hell
+Steven Curtis Lance
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I think we all pass through hell trying to get to Heaven, Stevie. Keep the faith and in time, all will be well and the sadness will pass. Happy birthday to Silke, by the way.
Take care, my friend,
Jill
I liked this. Similiar to what I believe, the only way for me to get to heaven, are the steps I take to stay out of hell. At times, its better to be fragile - then tough.
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Take care, my friend,
Jill