What blessed curse this thing called choice,
God gave us reason and a voice.
'Tis ours to ponder how we use,
to find our peace or to abuse.
Life's puzzle is to find what's real,
how to decipher what we feel.
Sin's a path that we all know,
desire compels us all to go.
Our world seduces us each day,
illusions sent to skew our way.
I bought it all, at painful cost,
but thanks to God my soul's not lost.
The choice is yours, and you must choose,
to live for Christ, or live for you.
The narrow path - eternal life!
The beaten path is full of strife.
Today I chose to just let go,
I leapt into God's blissful flow.
My purpose is to live His way,
And share this gift with you today.
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Very beautiful and filled with conviction! Splendid piece!