I am afraid.
Afraid for him, his soul.
If I hold onto him tightly
Maybe I’ll save him.
But I can’t.
I can only speak into his life.
I have to leave it to God.
It’s so hard to see God’ll work
Because he’s so stubborn.
But God can save him.
I must trust.
But I’m afraid.
I’m afraid to lose him.
He means so much to my life.
I realized recently how much I love him.
And then I realized how important his soul is.
I must show true love by preaching the Truth to him.
I am trusting.
(I know it's not real poetry.. but.. it's my 100 words for the 31st. :) )
