MAKING DISCIPLES
Don't come at me with your Bible to correct me
Come to me with love to help me.
Don't stand over me and lecture me,
Sit down beside me and listen to my story.
Don't demand I hurry up and keep in pace with you,
Slow down and encourage me to just keep going.
In time, I will want to read the Bible for myself and discover the exciting truth and treasure contained.
In time, I will ask you to teach me and help me to improve.
In time, I will Run, and leap, and dance and sing,
I will delight myself in God's love,
In time.
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