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Solace

Solace

They call it borrowed time; for simply being,
Family members so precious; seems we're dreaming!
So when they're gone; our ripped out heart can only weep!
Then briefly learn; they were never ours to keep.

How can this be, what is the strange point of life?!
Why must we suffer, even breath cuts like a knife?!
All I do now; bounce off walls and wrestle with God!
Whom placed me here; on this now forsaken sod!

I cried and asked, what do you want me to do now?!
Pleaded! show me a way to live again and how!
Later I'm taught; that this brief moment we are here,
To obtain a body, learn right, wrong and fear!

Missionaries arrived, Jesus Christ on their tags!
They said, He'd turn my life to riches out of rags!
 

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Jill Tait

Awww lovely Jim my lad which one is you ? 🌹💕🌹

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Jill Tait

I had a strong feelin n I was spot on lol 🌹❤️🌹

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Marion

Jim.....exactly...and not exactly...depending on my mood. Lately I find the suffering...all suffering from the tiniest animal to the tallest adult...utterly pointless and cruel. The beauty of this world ceases to be adequate compensation! We don't torture our children to get them to learn do we. 😔 Hugs 💕

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Jim "The Lad" ....

every lesson seems to be custom, I don't think it is always for us to learn, sometimes, it is a fallen world that covers us with corruption and the Lord will make it right in the next realm. hugs!

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John Prophet

Hi Jim, Great write.
life does unfortunately have its fair share of trials and tribulations.
JP
 

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Gwendoline

A good write Jim. Life’s journey definitely keeps us questioning and learning. I think grief is probably one of the hardest and emotionally driven lessons we go through. Sometimes we have to find contentment in the fact that we won’t get an answer right now. Which can feel impossible 

enjoyed this Jim thank you 
Gwen x

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The fish of the sea

How can this be, what is the strange point of life?!
Why must we suffer, even breath cuts like a knife?!
All I do now; bounce off walls and wrestle with God!

Deeply resonating for me at the moment, in a dark place myself. This one lifted my spirit, my friend. I always enjoy your writes. Wishing calm waters as always. Your friend Max

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Jim "The Lad" ....

one day at a time Max! I'm sorry you are struggling! I will offer prayers in your behalf, let me know if I can be of any other help! thank you my good friend! there are others that can give you rest if you ask! no man is an island, more people want to help than you realize, resist darkness and it will flee! your friend .......................Jim.

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The fish of the sea

Awww Thanks Jim... Peace to you my friend. Though times are cold.. Cosmos always makes me feel warm. Thank you so much. 

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