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The Keeper

When I was young and foolish, he protected me from myself and my silly choices. When I was sick, he healed my body and restored my health. When I was homeless, he gave me shelter from the cold and a warm place to lay my head and rest my aching feet. When my heart was broken by someone I thought truly loved me, he gave me his love to hold me over until the pain was gone. When I was hungry, he prepared a feast on my behalf and my belly was full and my cup became a lake of purified water and I thirsted no more. He is a provider in your time of need, a comforter in your time of discomfort, he is the third eye that guides you though the storm…He is God almighty the keeper of my soul, Amen!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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