Endless Play.
You stand on the sideline watching me play
My endless and mostly meaningless Games
My victories and losses
My laughter and all Voices
You stand there watching.
But when when I trip and fall
You come rushing
My anchor, my mentor, my life support,
To help.
Knowing that You are there, watching
Is such an assurance.

1 Comments:
Absolutely! Though no more games. We are tired of playing games, let HIM play now. We'll enjoy seeing it.
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