Change

Change comes along everyday.
Some days he wears black and some days he wears yellow.
He rings the door bell and arrives at my door step.
I run up and peek through the hole to see him.
Then God comes behind me, and holds me, and He doesn't let me go.
Not even when I fling the door wide open and black Change successfully pulls me away sometimes.
But I'm like an elastic band- God just makes sure I snap back to Him once I've gone too far out.
Change is fun. But too much of Change could hurt.
It already does.
I'm just so blessed that I've got God holding me so tightly.
HEY LORD! BEAR HUGGGGGGGG!!!! :)

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