by Lindsay Jan 9, 2006
category :
Friendship, family /
love, friendship
This place I dreamt of, this place I would soon come to Love. This place where I would have no worries and would never know the feeling of sadness. When I grow old and weary, and my time on earth is soon up I look unto the heavens, at last I come into the promisland, your sanctuary. I rise above overwhelming in your presence. I closed my eyes, and slowly drifted away in your arms. All the sins and imperfections I once burdened was lifted off of me. I gave my life unto the lord. |