I found myself...

Years ago when I mostly didn't have a clue,
I found myself doing things I swore I'd never do...
Why did I do it? There is no rhyme or reason:
It was just lust-filled sin for a season

God sent people to me to teach me His ways,
I found myself drawn to them, but, I wanted MY way...
So I continued in my sin, until I lost everything;
Yet deep down in my soul, I longed for Him

My friend invited me to a Pentecostal church on the hill
I found myself thinking, "Why not? I've tried everything else..."
Soon I repented and was baptized--buried in the Name of Jesus Christ--
I received the gift of the Holy Ghost, walking in the newness of life!

Looking back, I found myself thinking just the other day:
Jesus found me, and only through Him are we saved

Praise His Name!

--bro. tim pickl
Tuesday January 2, 2007 A.D.

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