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Every Winner
by Jonathan Richard Cring
Don’t look for me down the road just yet
I’m reveling in this particular spot
Don’t insist my feet need to be more wet
I’m really learning a lot
The race you run is exhausting to me
I like to stop–enjoy what I see
So speed on, dear friend, just let me be
I’m enjoying the power of free
I really lost my single soul
Trying to be the “Best in Show”
Teaching the old dog takes its toll
Yes, the bite is worse than the bark
I’m not a philosopher, nor a king
Not a possessor of all that’s wise
I want to wear simple shoes
And avoid the nasty lies
My feelings were raw and full of hurt
Frightened to make a start
So give me time to sense again
And open up my heart
God means nothing if I feel small
So I relax, peaceful, awaiting my call
There is no hurry, there is no worry
No need to toil and spin
Slow down the race and find my place
Perhaps I still can win
For today has come to keep me busy
Making my logical case
For every winner is still a sinner
Pursuing amazing grace
Today’s reader is Jerrod, who lives in Florida and works as an executive technician at 3G Productions, residing with his wife and two daughters
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