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Hope Calls


I’ve been beaten . . . severely,

yet God loves me and

does not bring me to death,

 

I Love today,

t’is the day given by God;

I rejoice and am glad.

 

By God’s grace,

I am what I am;

I will be what he allows.

 

God’s grace is within -

He allows me to work hard,

and shields my spiritual path.

 

His grace,

a call to hope,

my strength, my salvation, my song!

 

 

© Russell Kendall Carter

 

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rkcdlitt

I am a retired high school and college professor. The last 10 years of my teaching was as a college professor of literature and writing. I have self-published one book of prayers and meditations and am preparing another book of poetic odes to faith and love. I am truly honored to be welcomed into this group.

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