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Sitting and Thinking


As I sit and think I don't know what to think about Should I think about the day, the sun, the moon, the night? Should I think about music, it's flats, sharps, and it's lines? Should I think about grass, trees, flowers, or the light? Should I sit and think about who's in control of my life? As I sit and think I think about my life and who's in control, I ask is it me or some other foe? As I sit and think I can't help but wonder why is thinking so hard. As I sit and think I wonder what is going on with this world why so much evil and so much hurt? As I sit and think I wonder if God is having fun playing the game 'LIFE' or is He just running the world? As I sit and think I can't help but thank Him for giving me life, eternal life life more abundant and free. As I sit and think I praise Him for the one who gave me this life, I sit and think and praise Him all the day long. I think of what majesty it must be to be in heaven, I think "what will heaven be like?" Will I like it? I think I must like it for Jesus my Savior is there! I sit and think "OH WHAT A FRIEND I HAVE IN JESUS!"
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