| Copyright 2002, Duwayne H. Bryant |
| IT'S NOT HEAVY |
| AS I LOOK INTO MY HEART, WITH A SELF EXAMINATION, I TAKE INTO CONSIDERATION THE PROBLEM I'M FACE'N. MY PROBLEMS WEIGH HEAVY, A BIG LOAD ON MY BACK, WITH NO ANSWERS TO MY PROBLEMS. I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M AT. TO CARRY THIS WITH ME, AROUND EVERYDAY, I ASK MYSELF QUESTIONS. BUT, KNOW NOT WHAT TO SAY. A NEIGHBOR CAME BY MY GARDEN ONE EVENING. AFTER A FEW WORDS, MY GIFTS I WAS RECEIVING. ONE LOOK AT HIS FACE AND THE HURT IN HIS EYES, I SHOWED NO EMOTIONS. THAT'S WHEN I REALIZED. THIS MAN HAD LOST SOMEONE THAT HE LOVED SO TRUE. HE TOUCHED MY HAND AND SAID, "NEIGHBOR, WHAT SHOULD I DO?" I HAD NO ANSWER FOR MY NEIGHBOR THAT DAY. BUT, HE LIGHTENED MY LOAD IN EVERY WAY. THE PROBLEMS I HAVE, NOW SO TINY AND FEW, WAS SOLVED BY A MAN AND HE NEVER KNEW. |
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