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What Do I Do? a Letter To Jesus

What do I do?   A letter to Jesus         
        
What do I do? I'm always looking for the right answers and can't seem to find them. I turn to 
My Lord to answer my prayer and yet they go unanswered.  Is it me? I know I'm kind 
hearted; I always try to help when I can. I've held my family together. My Lord has 
promised me an abundance life, but he timing is different from mine. I feel that I have 
wasted so much of my life doing nothing, but how do I change that? I pray for My Lord to 
help me, to show me what must come next. I have great people placed in my life, but how 
do I utilize them? How do I put the pieces together to fit perfect? What is it that he is trying 
to show me or teach me and why can't I see it? I'm so desperate to find my purposes in this 
life. To find where I belong! I know I'm more than a mother, a sister, a friend and a worker. 
But what more am I? Who am I with out these things or people, who am I? I am a poet, I 
am an artist, and I am a writer! But who will know these things about me after I am gone. 
Who will feel my pain, my joy and my love for life? Who remember me after I am gone? Will 
anything that I have done in my life matter to anyone? My Lord shows me all the beauty of 
life with all the colors in sky, the pictures on a wall, even in a great movie. For me to see it 
and recognize as a thing of beauty is a blessing. To hear the voice of my children and 
grandchildren, to hear the ocean or a great band playing a song that is a blessing. To taste 
great food and smell the sweetest things in life that is a blessing. My Lord has give all of 
these blessing to me, to do with what I see fit. And yet I'm here complaining about the things 
I do not have. I have let you down My Lord and I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me, forgive 
my weak mind, and forgive my despair. I want to thank you for eveything good in my life, 
thank you for my life.

Copyright © Reynolda Garay | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 6/20/2016 11:28:00 PM

Reynolda, Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words. Keep sharing and writing poetry. ~SKAT~
Date: 8/8/2009 7:51:00 AM

 For you are a holy people, who belong to the Lord your God. Of all the people on earth, the Lord your God has chosen you to be his own special treasure. mathew 6 verse 19, 20 and 21 Don’t store up treasures here on earth, where moths eat them and rust destroys them, and where thieves break in and steal.  Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal.  Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be. Amen.
Date: 8/8/2009 7:42:00 AM

your treasures will be in heaven, where they will not rot, wither or fade, your rewards will be with you when you go home to heaven, you are valuable to God and he will make sure you are ok, read my poem titled who you are, its for a lady also asking who am I but this poem is for any one who needs to know who they are, here is a web site that will be helpful to you www.lookingforgod.com read the article titled the fathers love letter it will tell you how valuabe you are God bless you
Date: 8/8/2009 7:38:00 AM

a powerful poem and prayer, your poems will reach out to people, just reading your testomony you nevr know how many will come home to the Lord, in this life it does not matter what people think or say about us it is what God says and he says we are special and he loves us much, you are his treasure, all he asks is that we have a relationship with him every day, its nott he good works that we can do or going to church its just living for him alone, you are worth much and I promise you cont...

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