Saturday, March 25, 2006

John 3:3

I ain't saying I beat the devil,
but I drank his beer for nothin'
--Kris Kristofferson


I felt it once from the ocean
A humbling so rare
as if maybe love was out there
floating in the air
I touched upon it once or twice
It slipped from my grasp
Like sand between my toes
Easy come, easy go
Forsaken by my own hate
and my unseen fears
I was drowned by my sorrow
Sunk in a bottle of beer
I searched and I found
My life changed around
Given to God
Given You

--Shenandoah Lynd

born again: 09/22/1991
photos: 11/10/1991

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