I once saw a beautiful apple in the grocery store. It was so beautiful that I just had to take a closer look. Soon, I had it in my hand and proceeded to examine its perfection. I had never seen an apple quite like this before. You know how most apples have an oblong shape with rippled bumps on one end where the flower used to be and a noticeable dip in the middle of the top where the stem is? Not this one. No, this apple was perfectly round. It was not the color of other apples either. It had a pale yellow color that was so soft it was almost white. The skin felt flaky and some even crumbled in my hand as I held it. The apple must have been a newly cultivated species, perhaps the first one to be sold. I knew immediately that I had to buy it. There was no way I was going to pass up such a perfect apple. So I proudly marched that thing to the counter and made it my own.
“In my home city where I did dwell,
To Christian church went I right well;
They spoke of God’s forgiving way,
But I was shunned when gone astray.
“I wish, I wish, but I wish in vain,
I wish I was in church again;
In church again I ne’er will be,…
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I don’t understand why You love me so much,
Or why You’ve accepted me into your bunch.
I don’t understand why I’m here in Your care,
Or why You sooth me whenever I’m scared.
You opened Your home and let me rest by Your hearth
But I know I’ve caused more trouble than I’m worth. Continue reading