He look from his throne upon the earth with sadness of his work. No one see how much he hurt because man is not grateful for what he has done for us. He see so much sadness from his children but some or not right. He see all the beauty at one time is gone because man has mess up what he has done. He see so much wackiness and wonder why no want to worship him. All he ask is for us to love him as he love us. Went through so much every generation has hurt to his heart. We never do anything right. We keep letting the devil in. We forget the hard time God went through to change it all so that we could have chance. All he wants is our heart. We try to be him and walk with is power. We try to do his job instead of doing what he ask of us. God view he should have just destroy us all and put something better to serve him. The trees do a better job of worship him than man. Why can't they get it right I done so much to have them follow me. Why do people mess up so much.
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