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Thoughts, Proof of Life

The cool morning, finds leaves splattered around the lawn My thoughts turn inward Judging...my life Pondering if I have lived Self absorbed, Or with purpose Greater than myself Increase my gratitude!! Each day I live Realization hits hard that I need mercy more and more each day The flesh is weak though the spirit is willing Thoughts are my proof of living Breathe in and out Each breath I need Thee. Each Breath I praise Thee.

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/5/2010 5:50:00 PM

Good one..Testimony of your faith..We all need to cruxify our self..I don't know how I missed this one.Mom

Sheri Fresonke Harper

Date: 11/28/2010 8:52:00 PM

Very wise, thanks for sharing the day and thoughts:)

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/24/2010 6:47:00 PM

What a start love it Dors, Enjoyed your poem, and have a wonderful blessed Thanksgiving day,. always,..P.D.

Sharon Ruebel

Date: 11/24/2010 9:21:00 AM

Hello Doris, Beautiful poem, left me feeling so happy Thank you for sharing As Always, Shar

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 11/23/2010 12:37:00 PM

Nice beginning Doris

John Rhinem

Date: 11/23/2010 8:49:00 AM

Smile ~ This is a very beautiful & soulful poe my dear &, "Your Beauties" final verse would apply I believe unto, most every life; this continuum upon the paths of purpose within hopes of one day, "Utopia to Find!?" ~ "My Love & Warmth to 'You Always' &, All You Love," John! ~ Smile, "Have A Very 'Blessed & Beautiful' Holiday My Dear, Amid 'The Tender Arms of Love;'" Bye!:) ~

John Rhinem

Date: 11/23/2010 8:43:00 AM

Smile ~ As I logged onto the Soup just now the first song which played on the radio was "I Dare You Move" by a group called "Switchfoot" ~ How vary lovely as is this reflective poe "My 'Dear, Precious & Priceless Doris Culverhouse!!!'" ~ I Always find myself searching inside throughout the days also; checking my flesh to the obedience of the "Holy Spirit" before my eyes; Always searching to find, this slaying by the ever present hands of, "This Beautiful Light" ~ "Romans 7" ~ ....Cont:)