Sitting quietly before God <br />listening for an idea, his thought, <br />church never told me that <br />darkness could still dwell in me, <br />even after I took him...for my king <br />and every song we've ever sang <br />had a happy ending. <br />Tell that to Judas mother... <br /> but on a good day <br />I am filled with his light <br /> and I am forgiven <br />and I am blessed, and I am his child. <br />I AM A CHILD OF THE KING! <br />and when I stand before the judgement throne, the throne of grace! <br />My savior will say, ' He is mine. Trucker Jeff belongs to me.' <br /> <br /> <br /> It is the truth I live in. No judgement <br /> only his grace.<br /><br />Trucker Jeff<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-3/
