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Saturday, March 26, 2005

I Speak for Terri Too

The tears are running down my body.
Oh, God, can you hear me?
I'm crying out to You,
will You save me?
I want my tears to make a difference,
I want my voice to be heard,
but no one is listening.

6 Comments:

At 9:42 PM, Blogger Jeff H said...

I hear your pain, Nettie. I feel it, too.

Remember, though, even if we don't FEEL Him, God is here--and hears.

I have to remind myself of that frequently.

 
At 10:04 PM, Blogger Nettie said...

I usually try to remember that too. But my poems are probably the most honest of anything I write, at least at the time I create them.

 
At 10:15 PM, Blogger Nettie said...

It is meant to be in the voice of TYerri. I don't know if that was clear.

 
At 2:35 PM, Blogger Adventure girl said...

That's wonderful!
Though thats very sad about Terri
Bye,
Adventure girl

 
At 10:30 AM, Blogger Darlene said...

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At 10:36 AM, Blogger Darlene said...

That was wonderfully written. It reminds me of a song I used to sing that said,

I'm calling out to you
I need to hear your voice
I need you by my side
You see me as I cry
You see me
You hear me
You let my tears fall upon your eyes,
and you suffer

This song was my prayer, and God delivered me from the bondage I lived in.

God bless Terri.

 

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