I am God.
My home is full of brightness and love, full of people with smiles that greet you at the front gates made of gold. You walk in, and they give you a white robe, and they start to sing a song of praise. You smile, and little girls come up to hug you. One grabs your hand and leads you down a golden road, where there are harps and angels, and the place is full of joy. You sit on a cloud, and you realize that you no longer know hunger, pain, or thirst. You are happy, and you cry tears of joy, for you know you are free.
Jesus is my only son who I sent to save you from your sins. By asking him into your heart, confessing your sins
God Always Comes Through (Poem) by Tigueron, literature
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God Always Comes Through (Poem)
Sometimes we live through a horrible experience
It's not easy to wrestle with personal demons
In our impatience we do things we shouldn't do
But even then, in the end, God always came through
The things we hate, those things we do
The things we'd like to do, those we can't do
If Paul the apostle went through it, so will you
But even then, in the end, God always came through
When we misaligned our minds from the will of the divine
Sin seeped through to seduce with promises of good times
Promises we paid a heavy price believing they'd be true
But even then, in the end, God always came through
Whether your affliction is violence, sex, or dru