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Caleb' Death (Christian WakeUp Call)

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christian death poem prayer regret

Kneeling here before You
My heart cries out in agony simply pleading you to heal the wound inside of me.
 
 for this overwhelming pain shackles me in deep despair, comforting lies whispered in vain and hidden meanings fill the air. 
 
 Oh Lord, why did I not act?! Why did I let damning silence ring? why did I keep for me, the truth that didn't lock, condemning him to eternal suffering?
 
 why was I afraid of awkward situations? Why did I care what others thought? he could have had a wonderful transformation, is his soul, Jesus.. enter enter 
 
 yes, I know that his salvation was never my responsibility. For me, with Jesus, there's no condemnation, just abounding grace which sets me free.
 
 all the same, I need bravery. I don't want any more regrets. Jesus rescue me from this insanity! But never let me forget... e never let me forget that everyone is a soul, searching for the meaning of life. Never let me forget that you want to make them full. Piercing through their desperation like aAll Rights Reserved

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Cable's Death (My Prayer)
Tue, Jan 12, 2016

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