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Stumbbling in Your Doors

God, I feel like i'm stumbling
into your home for the first time
You welcome me with open arms
even though i have turned my back over and over
i was angry when you took my father
I was angry when you wouldnt let me take my life
And I still get angry when I see the big picture
my life isn't what i thought it would be.

But in order to make it through one more day
I have to have faith
that you have my back around every corner
I have to have faith
that you have something better for me
I have to have faith
in the power of prayer at times like this.




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Written October 21st, 2005

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