He made each as an individual,
God does not give a bunch of us His grace,
He gives me grace up close and personal.
God is our Father and my Father too,
we worship Him as Church community,
but He asks me to be faithful and true,
He loves us less as units, more as me.
Alone I die, just as when I was born,
we rise on our own merits in our prime,
and when we help the needy and forlorn,
I “feed the hungry one mouth at a time.”*
In my hands first, Lord, lies my destiny,
for me I take responsibility.
-- by Pete Voelz 10/27/11
*Mother Theresa
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