A Few Words With The Creator - Poem by chuck Hurley
O' God who gave the son to live the life of a man
Are we to live this life like a sacrificial lamb?
To be worthy to be called sons and daughters of yours
Or is our life to be in vain pursuing an unworthy cause.
I will never believe it nor will it ever be
For I must know we can put our trust in thee.
If your son did not fall and stumble like me
How can I believe that he was also a man; you see.
His life eludes us because of the time
So little is known about his life; not like mine.
But ir really doesn't matter to me
For I still love Jesus and put my faith in thee.
My mistakes are open for all to view
And if you are not evil I will discuss them with you.
So to those of you who think I'm somehting I'm not
Think of me as the flower with a kind, gentle, and beautiful thought.
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