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Robert Junior Member
since 1999-07-09
Posts 20sunrise,fl,usa |
Sleeping in my bed, woken up by light, in the middle of my room , in the middle of the night a man in white approached my bed, "i am the one who rose from the dead, through faith you will grow so much stronger, i am coming quickly and not much longer," he touched my hand and i felt no pain, i saw his eyes, a better way, i remembered everything, through his eyes, the sacrafice he made, the day he died, i apologized to him for losing touch, he is the one who i've missed so much, i forgot him, but he never forgot me, lost in my sins, i just couldnt see, the pain, sorrow, hurt and lies, went away as i looked in his eyes, he is the way and through him i see, only the truth can set you free, "i love you my son," were the words he had said, that is my savior who rose from the dead. [This message has been edited by Robert (edited 07-15-99).] |
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Robert Junior Member
since 1999-07-09
Posts 20sunrise,fl,usa |
this poem is written for my aunt who taught me about Jesus. |
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