Were you there when He took the words from His mouth like scissors and sledge hammers and softness and light and created the world? I think we all were with Him as He planned..The great I Am..
I dream of Him...I love Him
More than anything..More than anyone..Anyone
He is my Father
How wonderful is that for a bastard to have a Father who created the world? Because it says in His word..I am the Father to the Fatherless
Father when I come upon your shores..Please have sweet tea with me.....
By Nita Zimmerman- Skibinski
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