Jesus

He lives in me, and I in him.
There is no other truth.
I love him with my heart of hearts.
I can't live without him.

I love everything about him.
He chose to die for me.
So that I might live forever.
Anguish, pain, suffering-to show me love.

His pain is my salvation.
His love is my grace.
His compassion is my ministry.
His teaching is my protection.

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Anonymous said…
Hey Brother, praying for you today. Asking God to first give you confidence that you are "the man", and you can do good for this school and the district. I also will pray for your eyes to be open to the possibilites that await you, so you can see with HiS plan in all of this. We know you are trusting in the ways of the Lord. So we will just keep praying for God's very best for you ( and the family). tmp
April 16, 2008 at 7:23 AM
Morgan's Mom said…
Believe that your Faith is infectious!
love the poem, look forward to seeing more.
Good luck more prayer sent from MI.
April 16, 2008 at 9:13 AM
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