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The sparrow squeezes through the chicken wire
To feast upon the easy chicken feed within . . .
Fattened with illicit lunch,
She can’t squeeze out again.
Then, here he comes
With broom in hand,
Oh, fear of death and pain.
Freedom just beyond her reach,
She struggles desperately,
Just like we,
To find any way out – in vain.
Without help,
Against wisdom,
We found our way in.
We trespassed without a thought,
Of ever getting out again,
Now all may come to naught.
So it is with the easy feed,
And so it is with sin.
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(I had to knock her down to catch her,
Risking life, and limb, and bone.
– In a moment of merciful grace –
Released and returned her distended self,
Back to her rightful home.)
And so,
And so,
And so it is,
#And so it is with Him#
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Alone in the Rockies.
Gloryteller 
Aug 06, 2014 @ 13:05:02
I highly resemble those remarks brother. I see you are still growing your gift and we are all still benefiting from your toils. Weather is good here and I have a great new extended family in God, can it be any better? Yes! When we are all together later…….ron
“You surely don’t mean ‘feeling that we are not worthy to be forgiven’? For of course we aren’t. Forgiveness by its nature is for the unworthy. You mean ‘Feeling that we are not forgiven.’ I have known that. I ‘believed’ theoretically in the divine forgiveness for years before it really came home to me. It is a wonderful moment when it does.” C.S. LEWIS