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In God we trust

When I close my eyes I watch the movie of my life
Memories of being a kid all the way to tonight
I ask myself is that how I really want to be remembered
I made a choice and now to Christ I surrender
He doesn't want us to quit and give up, he wants us to give in
Trust I'm him faithfully so our journey can begin
He puts in situations where he knows it's going to be tough
Our back against the wall, when will enough be enough
He knows how much we can handle before we break
As he watches us learn from mistake after mistake
He accepts us with all of our flaws
So everything you've been through don't take it like a lost cause
Life's hard, It will take time to understand 
Trust in God, our lives were already planned

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Tony Taylor

Amen Brother!!........I think we ALL struggle with this very subject matter...........I love the honesty in the essence of this write..........the struggle is much easier with Faith.........you obviously have an abundance............well done Vannak...........smiles.........T  xx

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Vannak Mak

Thanks Tony, abundance of faith, I've always had.  Abundance of struggles I did to myself, I had a pity party for myself and everyone left me a long time ago.  I just recently realized the party was over.

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Vannak Mak

Thanks I appreciate both of  the comments, especially from VIP 1 and 2.  Your words mean a lot and are very inspirational to me since I just started writing.  

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