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My Time Has Come

Through the early stages of my life I have been baffled of my gift and, the meaning of my purpose. Not knowing the paths to take or, the roads to travel; I suddenly became unfocused. Leading to a world of destruction and, desolation my chances of being great was none. Focusing on the only thing pleasing to me; having fun. Having that gut-wrenched feeling within my heart and soul, that I’m destined for more than I’m applying! Yielding to the evil spirit thoughts, Which has oppressed me; until there’s no denying? Crying within myself asking for someone’s assistance, digging deep within my thoughts, praying for more persistence. Then suddenly! A voice calling my name saying, not to fear. For I the Lord has heard your cry! And, now I am here. I have been with you since the day of your birth, and only I know the extent of your worth. I only allowed you to endure the things you’ve gone through in the past to show you the depths of your heart. How I’ve created you to care and, love from the very start. You have endured and sustained a great deal only the things you’re meant to bare. And have quite a testimony to share. But now the time has expired and, I must truly say; Job well done. Arise and live my child! For Your Time Has Come! By William, T Murphy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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