Thank you for the loveā¦
Thank you for your mercy.
Thank you for the guidance.
Thank you for preparing meā¦
Lord Open My Door!
I want to see new things.
I want to feel you with me
When life is coming up against meā¦
Unsurprising of how to ask for helpā¦
I may not ask the right questions
And I may be a bit contumacious;
But when Iām lost praying inside a Clandestine reprieveā¦
please find me.
Bring me back to where Iām safe.
Failure makes an effort to Tap me on the Shoulder but I continually stride away with Success!
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