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Peace


For everyday brings it own troubles

Each day something new comes in your way for the best or the worse

Getting hit left and right with blows the hurt to the core

Fear and worry cloud your mind

what should i do or wear? or How is can I make this right

but

We do not have to worry for the battle is already won

For no man can add anything or take away from his stature by worrying

God knows the things we need and He wants us to prosper and shine like the jewels we are

Instead of running around trying to fix our problems

Let God be God

That one act of faith, trust can make all the difference

Everyday will have its own worries so worry about today's

tommorow will have its own troubles and tommorrow is not promised

have peace in knowing that when you lean on God , He never fails and He knows what you need

                                Peace

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