where he gave His life for me?
Without Him, I am lost,
without purpose.
I never thought God could use me after I was hurt,
but here I am,
lying in bed,
writing all about me.
My one prayer in the beginning
was that if I could reach just one,
then my work would be done.
A year later, I'm still here,
pouring my heart out to those I don't even know,
still praying that I can reach at least one
and tell them the Good News,
that they are cherished and loved,
no matter what,
and I am still here.
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