A poem I wrote while in prison that talks about how every door I thought was opening in my life, just got shut. Also how my only hope for freedom was in Christ.
MY HOPE IS IN THE LORD
ONE DAY I WENT TO PRISON, I WAS BOUND AS I COULD BE, 21 YEARS THEY GAVE ME, IT SEEMED NO HOPE IN SIGHT FOR ME. ALTHOUGH I COULD NOT UNDERSTAND IT, I TRUSTED GOD EACH PASSING DAY, KNOWING HE HELD ALL THE ANSWERES; SURELY, HE COULD FIND A WAY.
DAY BY DAY, YEAR BY YEAR, EVERY OPEN DOOR BEGAN TO CLOSE, WHEN WILL THIS DREADFUL BATTLE END, ONLY GOD IN HEAVEN KNOWS.
THOUGH THE STORM MAY STILL BE RAGING, I WALK BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT, JESUS IS THE WAY, HE WILL OPEN THE DOOR, WHO KNOWS IT JUST MIGHT B E TONIGHT.
A powerful testimony of faith, the substance of things hoped for, and the evidence of things NOT seen.
Very encouraging work,and welcome to The Den!
Continued success
Barbara J. Henry
because i am presently incarcerated, i can relate to the fact that God does step in when we are at our lowest. You might enjoy reading, 'The Start' on my den. thank for sharing.
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Too many people attempt or commit suicide while those around them didn't realize they were suicidal. This book will teach you what you need to know so that will never happen to you. It can also give hope to the suicidal person
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Very encouraging work,and welcome to The Den!
Continued success
Barbara J. Henry
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I am glad that the key was turned and your faith unshaken.
Budd