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"My Best for God!"

"My Best for God!"

"I can't count on my hand,
what has all been taken,
because with those drugs,
I was just a failure,
in the making.

My soul was withering,
on a lonely vine,
pumped full of toxins,
destroying my shine,
but now I am,
in a state of repair,
because I know Jesus,
is always right there.

My soul,
with His Light,
has A Purpose driven.
We are on such,
A Godly Mission,
to help those that wandered,
come back Home,
so they too,
can find rest,
for their tired dry bones.

To let them know,
that all is okay,
and to help them find joy,
in God's Son,
and the light of the sky.

With each season,
I find new reasons,
to get up,
from my bed,
and live instead!

I owe it to God, to you,
and myself,
to try my best,
to maintain my health,
so This Vessel,
will have the fullest potential,
for God's Glory and Will,
be so instrumental!"

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