Each time I fall down my Fathers arms are outstretched waiting for my embrace.
Like a Child I cry out “Father I fall short of you ways!”
He assures me he cares.
When He whispers in my ear,
“Precious Child I know you have tried” with a smile on His face.
“Beautiful Child please get up, take my hand, let’s leave this place.”
As my tears continue to fall Father’s eyes are filled of love.
To cheer me up He tells me a secret “Angels hold your tears above.”
“Father why can’t we go home?” I ask. His face is reflecting pain.
“I need you to tell the rest of my Children, why Jesus came.”
“It will be hard but never more than you can bear,
And when you seek me I promise I’ll be there.”
“Beloved Child you know I love you?”
“Yes Father I know you do!”
“There’s so many of my Children who don’t know this to be true.”
I looked at Father and saw His eyes fill up with tears.
“Father what can I do I’m nothing?”
“You are my precious Child, I want to take to home now but how many souls would you bring?
“I nee...
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