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Faith

i pray to God but He does not answer me who am i to desire such a thing naked and cold i am submerged into the river's water my soul emerge above me peering into the depths am i now cleansed am i now saved faith lifted up my lungs free to gasp the air of life breathe again reborn shivering and cold and numb i hear praises and singing i feel the tears of love for me yet i feel alone i pray to God but He does not answer still i pray to praise Him i pray to thank Him i pray to love Him i pray love thy brother as thy love thy self pity that brother if i hate me i hear the ringing of the salvation army bell amongst the hustle and bustle of holiday shopping in the freezing cold an elder man rings that hand bell says God Bless and Merry Christmas to all who ignore or cheer him smiling shivering bundle but still exposed to the cold he rings that bell for every soul he sees i fold a paper dollar and place it into the pot God Bless you son, Merry Christmas from his faith I hear my Lord speak to me.

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