When love came, I was at my lowest, scratching and clawing my way through the hatred of this world.
When love came, I was leary if it, wondering where the catch was.
When love came, I begged and pleaded to be free.
When love came, the monster inside was fed for the last time!
When love came, I felt the first true embrace in my heart.
When love came, I met someone new…me.
His love became my love.
This was inspired by a thought Wally Fry had yesterday…
God is love. If God the Holy Spirit is in us, should we not also be love?
A New Life 
Well, since I can’t write a poem to save my life, I am glad I could at least help another write one! Thanks, Amy
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Thanks Wally!
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Who would think it’s such a struggle to accept Love?? But it is. Our defenses are: past histories with “love,” ego/pride, fear, loss of control, immorality, breaking dependence on something else… Such long lists. But God/Agape/Love is greater than all!!!
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Amen!
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Great words
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Thanks!
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Beautiful!!!!!
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Thanks!
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Thanks! Do you follow wordcoaster? https://wp.me/p8JYNr-Wt he writes a really good poem a day to every other day
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I do now 🙂
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This is a great post, Amy. God is love and becuase we have the Holy Spirit living on the inside of us; we as Christians should be showing that same love to others that Christ continues to show to us.
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Thank you
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