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Poem: My Sister

I have a new sister, just born yesterday. She is so precious; everyone wants to know her name. Look at that pretty smile and all that pretty hair. Praise the Lord; she has come home. This sister is a sister of my family at the church.

This sister has been wandering around in the wilderness. This sister has been on my prayer list. Praise God; I can never have too much family in the Lord. This sister has many talents. She loves to cook, she loves to read and she seems to love me.

I want to teach my sister how to stand. I want to teach my sister how to walk. I want teach my sister how to run. But when I went to the Lord he said pray, pray and pray some more. 

Oh Hallelujah, this sister is my natural sister in the flesh and now she is my sister in the Lord. Now I have something I can talk to her about; without her getting angry every time I praise my Lord. I am looking for more brothers and sisters to bring home.

Some have been here before and some have never known. But I know if I put them on my prayer list; God always hears the fervent prayers of the righteous.

Praise The Lord.! 

Author: Roberta Johnson Copyright ©2008

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