The Disciple
I had a thought,
it was a great one...
it burned like the sun
I had a dream,
it was larger than real...
it stays within me still
I had a calling,
it was all I knew...
I was the "chosen few"
I had a choice,
I decided His way...
I thank the Lord - every day!
For "Two to Twelve" contest sponsored by Brian Strand.
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