Our Witness
Our Witness
12/6/2021
Miracle Man
We can be a glowing ember,
or conversely, a crackling fire.
The choices we make without Jesus,
seldom bring, the life we desire.
If our witness has become lukewarm,
being no longer cold or hot.
The witness for Jesus once given us,
is wasted and gone for naught.
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