The river of God's mercy and Grace
Flows freely for all
So all that are tired
All those who feel weak
All those that are thirsty
All those that are hurting
Can go to the river
The weak find strength
The hurting find healing and comfort
The thirsty drink their fill
The tired find rest
The river of God is open to all
It matters not your background
It matters not the color of your skin
It's matters not your ethnic group
God will accept all with open arms
For God is our creater. We are his creation his children. God wants nothing but the best for us.
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
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