Who am I

Mom, 
Wife 
PCA,

are any of these Titles worth anything to GOD? I show up at church, same as everyone else, yet I’m UNseen by many, what do I have to give?

Who am I, born on the wrong side of the tracks, no church going family were we…  I didn’t see or feel GOD until years after..

Who am I?   I come to church empty handed, no lost soul to bring to the altar, I’m no HOLY disciple, am I welcome here still?…no crowds gather around me, just an invisible soul. ….

God help me see my worth..  I’m that lost woman at the well, many years ago, with whom you sat down with, asking for water.. 

Who am I to everyone, my body weak, no soul to save,  why am I here…. God help me, my time on earth is fading in my soul.. my mom is gone. 

Who am I……….. anymore? I’ve lost my love for life, a stranger in the darkness, the cold winter wind blowing in my hair, the one nobody sees anymore, I’ve used up all my worth in mindless heartless words to those who were trying to help,.. 


Who am I anymore…. ..
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