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reply by the author on 14-Mar-2021
But two and a half minutes I cursed Jesus Christ for each morning I woke up after losing my son and then my wife.
I was in a deep dank dark place.
Every time I tried to climb the rungs?
My tears I slipped?
Finally one day a hand came down.
And when I was pulled out?
The Sun was shining the birds were singing the flowers were blooming and the music was playing.
I didn't blame that I had or any hate is gone for myself.
For every Sunday I write two or three them for him to catch up for two and a half years of hating him
What to tell you the truth that was not intended to be thought of as a resurrection of ourselves when we pass away it was just basically to make people aware of what Jesus said suffered for us.
Thanks Miss Gert.
Ricky
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reply by Gert sherwood on 14-Mar-2021
You are welcome Ricky
Gert
ricky
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