I found this poem one day a looooooooooooooong time ago, and I forgot to post it! ;_; so here it is now. ^o^ Just reminding you: you do NOT need to post comments.
You ask why I follow this Jesus?
Why I love Him the way that I do?
When the world's turned away from His teachings
And the people who follow Him few.
It's not the reward that I am after
Or gifts that I hope to receive
It's the Precence that calls for commitment
It's the Spirit I trust and Believe.
The Lord doesn't shelter His faithful
Or spare them all suffering and pain,
like everyone else I have burdens,
and I walk through my share of rain.
Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose,
and that joy only Christians have known,
I never know what comes tomorrow,
but I know I am never alone.
It's the love always there when you need it;
It's the words that redeem and inspire,
It's the longing to ever be with Him
that burns in a heart like a fire.
So you ask me why I love my Lord Jesus?
Well, friend, that's so easy to see,
But the one thing that fills me with wonder is
why Jesus loves someone like me.
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