Choose You

I've tried summer time;
With a winter mix
Didn't seem to help none
And it made me very sick
didn't  seem to help me none
Had my socks and shoes off walked three miles through the pouring rain and
got all caught up in the mire and mud bout went insane
but whatever the negative feed back I got back on God's track and I had gain
Though misery through storms I was a visionary I got it wrong
But I am not to blame held my head up tho I was yet ashamed
Lived in misery but born in the plains of Nebraska
Skies blue meadowlark goldenrod Lord I choose you
Lord creator of heaven and all earth
Lands and seas and divine Lord
I 
Choose you

10/29/10
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Sietesantos Avatar
September 14, 2017 at 12:43 PM
One of the important gifts that God gave us is free will, which is the ability to make choices in life. In the end, it is up to us to decide which path to take as we pass through the void. Many of us have found that the only way forward for salvation is to choose the Divine! Hugs. Pandita
Lee Sr. Avatar
September 16, 2017 at 11:21 PM
Pandita, I agree ever so thankful for this freedom allowed. Peace and blessings to you and yours. James
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