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God

I talk to you, I question my life daily, I pray to you, I beg you constantly.

I make promises and I break them, I swear your name when life is painful.

Our relationship is shaky, our communication is based on convenience.

My faith hasn’t been consistent, I still carry past resentment, I still hold grudges.

God, i’m sorry. 

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sparrowsong

Hello SkycCloud...

Thank you very much for the confirmation...

I was wondering if people who are where I am get had to go where you are first...

​​​​​​You'll come to where I am, not before you're ready...

When you get here...

You still might question are you really ready to be here?

What's next?

Keep your eye on the prize...

Keep growing, keep moving forward...

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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.Rob

The truth is in my heart, my mind is a scary place. With time they both seem to be getting on the same page. I’m very blessed but sometimes I wonder why. We both know why, I just got to repent acknowledge it. I’ve tried forcing it but it just doesn’t feel right. 

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