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What have I learned from being in jail?
By doing my time and not leaving on bail?
I've learned that no matter how far we may roam
Our Father makes sure that his children come home.

You see, He hasn't heard from me in a while.
To neglect Him in prayer just isn't my style.
So when He checked up on places I've been
He figured it's time now to wash away sin.

I can just picture His face in delight,
"It's time to come in and clean up for the night.
I've made some plans tailor made just for you.
You have to prepare for the things you must do.

And don't pay attention to what people say,
It won't hurt you a bit to be locked away.
As a matter of fact, little child of mine,
To clear up those warrants is simply divine!

Besides, they would only just be in the way."
Those are some things I think He would say.
I can picture His face looking down from above
And even in jail I am filled with His love.


With very special thanks to the poet, Mandi Neill, for sharing this with us. Mandi currently lives in California.

 

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