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I have so often been hindered,
For planning on travel to you;
This pandemic which has rendered,
Any travel plans to construe.
Since I no longer have a place,
For going to work everyday;
I desire God and His grace,
For guiding me as I obey.
I hope to see you in passing,
To help along on my journey;
But so many are harassing,
That requires an attorney.
I will go to Jerusalem,
To minister unto the saints;
And enhance their curriculum,
Without having any restraints.
For I make a contribution,
Amongst the saints who have been poor;
Because of the persecution,
From enticement who try to lure.
They have been so pleased to do it,
Feeling indeed that they are owed;
Godly blessings not their merit,
Not from above they have not flowed.
For they minister carnal things,
But I perform with fresh fruit;
What spirituality brings,
Combatting those who persecute.
I know no matter when or where,
I come in the fullness of Christ;
Blessings from the Gospel to share,
From His birth till when sacrificed.
I encourage you to join me,
By Jesus Christ as our Lord;
The love of His Spirit to see,
How to become in one accord.
Deliver the unbelievers,
So that the will of God guide you;
In making them as receivers,
And the peace of God they pursue.
Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer
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