All Things are Possible

I could see,
Yet my eyes were dark.

I was alive,
Yet I was dead.

I could walk,
Yet was going nowhere.

I could talk,
Yet I said nothing.

I could feel,
Yet I was empty.

I could think,
Yet I knew nothing.

I could hear,
Yet I didn't understand.

I could give,
Yet I was selfish.

I had compassion,
Yet I didn't care.

I could eat,
Yet I was still hungry.

Until, I asked the Lord into my life.
Then all things became possible.

Praise the Lord.

Written by:  Marla Trumble

The above poem has a very special meaning and place in my heart. Unless you have invited the Lord into your life,
you may not understand why it means so much to me.

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