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Let us Not Forget Who We Are



Be cognizant and mindful of who we are as a people.
There is a specific purpose that we must adhere if we are to succeed; in our lives.
Staying idle isn't the option I  hope you will choose to follow.
For people should be busy with the Lord's work; in their lives.
What we do as  a people to help others will be earmarked as a gift to someone who needs help.
Let us be faithful in exercising our life rights to include helping other people.
Be astute of knowing who we are as a person.
Never let us flounder around and do nothing with our lives and then wish we had when time is over.
For time is fleeting and will be gone in a matter of years  possibly months.
There is the truth that many are denied the privilege of growing older for they are cut short.
People die at different times and for some different causes.
I feel if we forget who we are as a people we fail ourselves miserably.
Give as was freely given to  you.
Ask not for enumeration for something that is really free and considered a gift.
Make every effort to circumspectly walk as we should and forgetting not our purpose.
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