Choices of life
I came to Earth
To acomplsh goals and tasks
God brought me here for a specific reason: having never explained to me what life has in store for me
Sometimes it's hard to imagine why God has brought me here
But when look up and see the blue sky, God is saying: "Be strong dear child."
Before I know it: I'm like a butterfly
It's so peaceful
It doesn't think about nonsense like humans do in their everyday drama
It flutters its little wings collecting pollen and enjoys each day it has here on earth
As it grows up, it becomes something more
A grownup that is on a journey to accomplish its dream
Life depends on the choices that you make
Life can be what you would like it to be
Or it can be that of misery and pain
I came to bound wih Christ just like the butterfly
I came to live up to my dreams
God has a purpose for me
No denying can be done
I am who I am
No one can ever change that
In thy memory, butterfly creates a path of God's divine power and meaningful words.
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