| There's a time for every season, sorrowing when death gives its call, a reality of living that eventually comes to all. But unless one dies to themselves, it's a life never lived; a life with selfishness, a heart that never learned to give. The things we held on to, we thought we couldn't live without; were the very lies Satan fed us, to keep us trapped in death's cloud. |
| Copyright by Joyce C. Lock Posted here with author's permission. |
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