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Looking at my hearts condition seeing how sick it is, the condition of my soul and the sin that stained it, mental perplexities and the hope to try to control it, to control this sickness within I am still sick i see, on a sickbed striving to cease to depart from the iniquity from the indwelling sin, a beast that desires to have me, Trusting in the Lord to deliver and heal me on the sickbed i am still sick waiting for the great physician to surgically fix me, Lord Jesus they that are whole need not a physician but they that are sick, Waiting upon the Lord
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Your Maker Is Your Mirror
mightyriver commented on Njoku Vivian Chidinma's story in The Reading Room
that’s enlightening never thought to see myself like that. My maker is my mirror created in the image of God. awesome -
On my early journey since Jesus came into my life it has been a great fight of afflictions and tribulations striving against sin. There was a couple times where i shipwrecked my faith in the word of God it talks about in the latter days some will depart from the faith and give heed to seducing spirits and doctrines of devils and having their consciences seared with a hot iron. I happened to be one of those people that were giving heed to seducing spirits i did not know till later and did not want to be one of the some that departed from the faith so i continued in my faith trusting in Je
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Found a lost sheep scattered in the field I followed the grass in the wind and away I went. In my thoughts I wondered where could this take me, I hungered for more than what was present. Lost, and among wolves out to get me I am far from where I was. Death was out to get me enemies who I knew not, there was. I ran from, to where I thought was safe but I was lost. Did I have a shepherd? I did not but I was my own so I thought. Chased and fell into a pit there is no hope for me I sought for a way but could not, A hand
