Dear Lord
Am just a toddler, Bambino
Learning to pray bear with me.
 This is Sunday evening,
Empty is the room so is my heart.
 Outside i hear the rain pelting, what a blessing.
Inside i see my tears pouring,
 I want to tell you something;
 Life without you is bitter,
 Just like the taste of tears on my tongue.
 I cannot forgive myself for putting you second
Yet you gave a son, your first to die for me.
The people I trusted changed with the change of seasons.  They gave me love but ended up taking it back.
 I called your name when i felt heavy,
And i did not when things were moving steady.
 Jireh, it was always an ear you rendered,
 My good listener, you never cease listening to me.
 Here is my heart, make it your home Baba.
Here is my body, A temple i want you to dwell in, father. Yahweh you are enough.
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