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Come Live For Christ

One day Tis be A man Came To visit Bringing His son to be with mine As I opened my door I saw his face He was distort So out of place.. his Tears streaming down Then looked at me without a sound then he spoke began to choke he said.. I.. I just I can't.. there is.. Just no.. No reason.. For me.. no none I.. no long be.. my son is here with you.. for tis.. my lilfe.. my girl.. she split I.. I just can't handle this.. I no longer want to live.. please take care of my son I then looked at him I said what??? You have plenty of reasons to live Christ is one.. then you have your son your girl may have split but you must think of this She just lost a good man God made you.. the way you are Don't let go.. For you know God is here waiting just for you Go to him in prayer Tis as same as I have done as a woman of Christ Tis I do.. I always go pray unto our Fathers son Jesus Christ Shall heal your pain for Jesus always heals mine Then tis man looked at me said hmmm.. right.. You have no pain.. No troubles .. As then tis be.. I broke.. down.. For more then he knew feelings deeep pain came through.. Tis be.. as he went to leave He then turned and said to me... I never knew.. Someone like you I never known.. the pain you have shown But tis be.. You made me realize How.. Thankful I am I am still Alive.. Thank for making me realize.. that my life is not so bad After all.. I have never gone through what you had... Yes.. you made me realize I want to live.. I want to put Christ First in all things in my life Then he was gone... Now he goes to church taking his sons there too as he approached me again Thanking me.. for in life he has a New begining without end I told him.. tis not me.. Give all the Glory to our King For Jesus is the giver of all life. Come Live for Christ

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