Remember
Can you remember?
It wasn't long ago.
Do you still feel it?
Can you hear their voices?
It's important that they know.
I was where they are,
and in ways still am,
but His grace I discovered,
and now am compelled
to tell them all,
but even more than that,
to show them His great mercy.
That's the place I dwell,
the place I live,
the place I belong.
Copyright © Michael Wood | Year Posted 2010
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