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Near To My Heart

Children, Offspring, fruit of the womb, blessings and cursings, reminder of our youth. His pain is magnified in me. His sorrow is forever in my heart, never dulling with time. If there are infirmities, big or small, seems magnified-distress in my soul, night and day, praying without ceasing. Wondering why, life is that way. Does my sin cause my sorrow, is it luck or destiny? No one knows the cause, but to endure and live is our choice and duty. Live life to overcome sin, obstacles, pain and sorrow. I will think of these on the 'morrow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/12/2009 4:32:00 PM
Nicely written. Children are a blessing from the Lord. Sometimes it doesn't seem that way but it is . Keep writing. Mom
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Date: 8/12/2009 3:41:00 PM
you definitely have a great write, your words slap without hands
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