The Record
Each evening when the Sun goes down
and another Day had past, it is hopeful to
see another day. I believe the day before
has kept a record of one's life, activity and thoughts
until it becomes a book for God to read.
Some can read and remember yester-year,
while other's cannot.
However, God holds the record for each day,
and brings Judgement to all the Records.
It is wonderful to know while He keeps the
Good Records, His counterpart destroys the Bad.
We love the Good Shepard and we follow/walk
in His paths, so we get to see another Day.
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