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Love

a beautiful blessing 
that a disaster could be desired 
by a love so deep
unfathomable
That's where my freedom is found
in that love
that disaster being me
found in the love of Christ
which breaks all chains of
fear
doubt
guilt
pride
sin
this beauty diving that I call mine
called me his before the beginning of time

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/12/2009 5:24:00 PM
Nice poem ,Beth keep on keeping on. -Robert
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Date: 12/12/2009 12:39:00 PM
Blessings seem to come in our darkest hours, well said in your wonderful poem. Nice meaning, good work. Judy Riley
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