Thursday, December 11, 2008
The bench
When I took up a pen and there made a first contact onto the paper, I began to write...
When I strike the first string on the guitar, there I began to pluck...
When I see the giver of life, I call Him as my Saviour..
In life there are many beginnings...it is worth the wait if it ends up in bringing comfort to your soul...
It all begins with the cross...
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