Reason
The reason
The reason
Why I'm here
Is to not live in fear.
The treason
The treason
That I recieved here
Is unbelieveable
But it is all part of the real
Reason
The reason
Why I'm here.
Is to glorify God
Even if I'm treated odd.
Every thing happens for a reason.
Everyone has experiences treason.
Everyone has a season for
Suffering, sacrifice, and harvest
In one's life.
I accept my reason.
I got treason.
I suffered.
I had to sacrifice
And I'm ready to reap a harvest
In this season of my life.
At times I gave my all and all.
At times I had to stumble and fall
But it's alll part of my reason...
And that's all.
Soon and very soon
I will pick a grand harvest.
And will thank the Creator
Because He sent someone
To suffer for me the largest.
The reason
The treason
The suffering
The pain
The harvest
I claim it all in Jesus
The Creator's only begotten son's
Great name.
8-9-11
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Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2011
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