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I looked upon an old dilapidated house I once had owned... The windows were boarded up and the yard was over grown. This was the house where the children grew and where we had lived for years... And now everything was broken down and the memories made me brush away the tears. When I looked upon my soul one day I found that it too had grown... There were thorns and nettles every where because of the seeds of neglect i had sown. Many years had passed while I care for things of lesser worth... Those things of heaven I let go while mining the things of earth. I then turned to Jesus with bitter tears and cried, "Oh Lord, forgive!"... I haven't much time left for thee, not many years to live. Those are wasted years forever gone and many days I can't recall... But if I could live those days again,I'd make you Lord of all. TK<><