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"A Hug the Lasts Forever"

"A Hug the Lasts Forever"

"Right now,
at this very moment,
would Jesus,
greet you with a hug,
at Heaven's Gate,
or would the fires,
be your fate?

I hurt for Him,
the one's He's never known,
because their heart,
was never shown,
but for the case,
the case of you,
this does not,
have to be true.

Reach down deep,
to the roots of your birth,
and let your knees,
drop to the Earth,
and just say,
'Jesus I am not okay,
with not knowing you,
anymore!
I ask now,
for your mercy and peace.
I am ready to try,
because I heard,
with you,
my spirit can fly.'

'It is never too late,
for anyone,'
said God, the Father,
to His Son.
'So wait for them,
in the calm,
and in the stormy weather,
for that hug you will get,
from them in Heaven,
that will last forever."

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sparrowsong

Hello Robert...

People think that I'm not a believer because I don't forgive...

That's so much further from the truth...

Forgive and forget is how many people see it...

Trust is where it actually lays...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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