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She sang beautifully well. I am sure the Angels peeped at her frequently when her voice rings out! I also stared in admiration. Saying to myself …….. "Only if I have a voice like this, I will worship you more Lord" He was absolutely a guru on the drums. I had no music talent in me. "Father, only if you will give such talent, I will make you proud" I thought to myself. The little child's painting held such vivid colors and details. I love paintings and drawings! However the best I can conjure are 'stick drawings' I was almost filled with envy, but I couldn’t because I was conscious of been Christian. "If only I had a gift just like this, I would be an international artist! Showcasing Christ to the world through my drawings" A beautiful writer and editor she is. She had the patience of the godly, Tenderly crossing out wrong letters and inputting the right words. I admire her, Once again, I told the Lord "Only if I had

Good day. Let me tell you about my mind; It is analytical in nature, It appears it has a “mind” of its own” Thinking its thoughts which I never sent it. Constantly thinking of what needed to be “thought” of, Thus it is attentive to very minute details. It sees a bad situation, And goes on a spree of thinking. What made this situation go from bad to good? Could it have been avoided? Afterwards, it analysis how the situation can become better, Then it virtually pushes me to contribute my own quota  . “My mind also wonders what others are wondering”; It wishes it has the power to read thoughts , Thank God it doesn’t For none will  be saved from its scrutinizing research Yet it hears vile words, Condemns it at first, And then goes ahead to admire the rhymes in the vile words. It says to me, "Who doesn’t love rhymes?" Thereafter, it firmly holds onto the rhymes A job, I totally didn’t send it to do. And yet again! It admires a lady well dressed,  Yet at