Wednesday August 10, 2005

Lord, let my death glorify you.

Where have I been? What happened? I remember, I remember how things were. How being a servant felt. How following you was the reason I woke up. Where the heck am I now? Why am I not some where else? Why aren’t you the reason I eat? Lord, I remember. You will be the reason. Let my death glorify, and let my life also.

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