Thursday, July 10, 2008
Creature Of Habit Comments
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I used to think of myself as forsaken,
Then Jesus called me His own.
My every decision seemed doomed or mistaken,
Trying out my wings alone.
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Drew Engman
11 July 2008
Old habits die hard, even in a life of recovery. Don't lose your serenity, friend.
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7/21/2025 2:09:54 PM # 1.0.0
What a wonderful poem! This poem says what every new creature in Christ feels so often. We do seem to wrestle with the flesh...a constant battle. A battle we will be fighting until the end. And they do seem to get a little harder. As we go stronger and more steadfast, Satan has to battle even harder to try to steal us away.