another poemfrom my memory bank
faith a TESTIMONY I came to faith at forty-eight a mid-life crisis within my mind step-by-step a staircase I climbed 'til I left my old life behind off the fence I slithered down upon my brow doubt bears no frown each question answered verified no blind faith with no place to hide reasoned studied & . empirical a life-style relevant &optical by revelation face to face I stand here still ..saved by grace NOTE TO READER this proof of election is mine In Christ too ...it can be thine.
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