Chance Happenings
It matters not the direction
When tempting winds may blow,
But be cognizant of this one fact
It's the devil that makes it so.
He'll tempt us with logical persuasion
And in abysmal thought we'll fret.
But worry will not solve one problem
Or take from us, our regret.
For each time we've been so enticed
Satan did so in his own due season.
And while we fail to see or understand
God has allowed these for a reason.
Written for a special friend, Shirlene
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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