Saturday, December 23, 2006

Sitting in the Warmth


I no longer ask why me?

You could've finished me off some years before, or certainly a few months ago, but I'm still here.

You've let me stay awhile longer. Is it to finish some thing I need to do?

I know this is where You want me, right here, right now, at this moment. Only You could've have made that decision.

How grateful am I for still being alive.

To know You this way is a miracle.

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