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Why Do I Believe?
by Deborah Ann Belka When people ask me, why I believe the way I do why in God I still trust after all I have been through? I take my time to respond, with meekness I explain . . . it wasn't God who went away it was I, who did not remain. God has never left my side, He has always been with me it was I, who became blind who chose His will not to see. It was I, who took the chance, who wandered off the path it was I, who stopped believing sin still stirred up His wrath. God has never failed me, He has waited for me patiently it was I, who broke His heart so very shamelessly. It was I, who began to doubt, who needed something more it was I, who went out looking behind every tempting door. God's grace has covered me, His mercy awaited my return it was I, who needed reminding for my sins, in hell I'd burn. Lord, when people ask me, why I believe the way, I do . . . I tell them that temptation's door kept leading me back to You. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1 Peter 3:15-16 King James Version "But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts: and be ready always to give an answer to every man that asketh you a reason of the hope that is in you with meekness and fear:" Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |