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[aid] => mick
[title] => PRECIOUS
[time] => 2004-01-06 10:50:49
[hometext] => For a kind hearted friend that sought me through some dark times
[bodytext] => I wrote an email to a person on a christian site. I was looking for a christian and a penpal. The person named Keith, emailed me back to my surprise. He became an instant friend, one that I could share what I might. I spilled out my darkness and sin to him, knowing it was the Lord I had failed. Keith did not judge me nor hate me, he kindly was encouraging and wise. As friends, we grew together in the things of the Lord. Keith helped me to see that I could overcome and put away those things I hated most. I felt Keith was more of a friend to me, I wasn't to him. I opened my heart and soul to Keith, hoping he too would show his heart, letting go of his tight cord. I prayed for my new found friend, as I know he prayed for me, never wanting to boast. We encouraged, uplited, and shared God's word, not once to dim. Keith, after a time, talked about his life, giving of his soul. He became a shining star, and I an angel to him,(have no idea why), being very thankful of this friendship. The Lord sent Keith to me, I believe this to be true. Time has passed by, we do no talk as often, yet our friendship will never take a toll. Our hearts and soul are bound forever by the fruits of our Lord and our God. This poem I write is for you Keith, the love the Lord has given me to give to you, understanding these words are from my lips. I shall never forget you, nor all the wonderful things you have taught me, our light will shine my friend, always shining through. One day on earth or in heaven we shall meet. It is so beautiful how the Lord brings to us all good things. I now live without guilt, Keith has shown me how never to repeat. To love and to be loved is as wonderful as seeing the buds bloom on the trees in the season it brings. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 543 [topic] => 31 [informant] => angelrae [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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