My favorite Poem

He came to me!

He came to me, when things couldn't be worse.
I thought life itself had become a curse. 

He came to me, when I thought the end was near.
When only I felt anger, pain, sorrow and fear. 

He came to me, and in my heart planted a seed.
Which now has grown and created a need. 

He came to me, and said forget all of your past.
Now come with me fishing, my ocean is vast.-Harvey Conner

I love the fact that God came to little ole me!
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