Too Young.
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Last published Sat, Nov 15, 2014
I was told I was too young.
Too young to save, too young to change people's lives and inspire unto waves.
That's no where near what God told me.
He showed me how
David beat Goliath,
And how Moses parted the Red Sea.
How Abraham created a generation, that consists of me.
But you know what?
They all started small
David didn't believe he could defeat someone ten feet tall.
Moses was cornered with an army so strong,
While Abraham and his wife were waiting to conceive for so long.
Their doubts were defeated when God whispered in their ear,
"Faith is produced from no sort of fear,
Neither leaning on your own understanding for what I have made clear."
And God made it clear to me,
That I can spread the word through my creativity.
Which is what will be done.
Through the power and glory of Him and His Son.
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