Tuesday, August 30, 2005

why God allows us to be covered in shit, and smiles

you were born were you not?
you came through it?

He smiled then
He roared with laughter

It came off didnt it?
You were washed and cleaned up

You grew

You were Loved
And the smile was a proud Father's Smile

The shit spray will come your way again, probably when you least expect it
And He will howl with thunderous laughter

The laughter of a Daddy
Who tells you: if it don't kill you, it will make you stronger

As He showers you clean with beautifying, eternal Love


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