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On the Street

On the street and out of luck, alone, afraid and lost. Wondering where to spend the night and what will be the cost. A product of a broken home where love was never found. Where curses instead of kisses were always spread around. Never told about Jesus, no one could spare the time. Never learned to trust Him, instead she turned to crime. Is there a future? She doesn't know from living day to day. Someone needs to find her, and show her a better way. Will you walk on by her like she's made of glass? Will you turn your face away until you're safely past? Is there any help for her or is she too far gone? Only God can answer that question from His Great Judgment Throne.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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