Hi friends, brothers and sisters in Christ
This is a poem I read many years back and it so....blessed me.
We give God our all...or nothing at all!
We give God our all...or nothing at all!
Be blessed,
I kept the keys to every door;
And then one day the lord found me ,
And asked if He might have the keys.
To take one small key off the pack,
A key to an attic room so.... small,
I thought it didn't matter at all.
But all too late He had gone away;
My heart sank deep down to my feet,
A voice called me a cheat.
I saw the hurt look in His eyes;
I flung every key at HIS wounded feet,
And O the joy inexpressibly sweet.
By Elizabeth. M. Forstner