Hard to make the claim

How I wish I could shout
standing on a mountain top
the words of Christ;
freed from this earth
but it is hard
to deny my clay
when I am weighed down
mired in this world
the weight of my sin
my dust, heavy
hard to breathe
stuck in this time, this place
far too much of this world
wanting to fly, hobbled,
stumbling on the way

October 14, 2011
John 8:23
“And he said unto them, Ye are from beneath; I am from above: ye are of this world; I am not of this world.”
Bible study with Jean Anocibar October 12, 2011
John 8:12-30
John 8:31-41
John 8:42-47
John 8:31-47
Luke 14:25-27
Matthew 6:24

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