Excellent A poem I wrote 34 years ago. Wood, Hay and Stubble by patcelaw

When I walked through fires of trouble God ridded me of wood, hay and stubble all the things that were in my life which were bringing me so much strife Unforgiveness, anger and bitterness in places where there should be happiness He brought me through each troubled time, now I have a life that's so sublime. He walks close beside me every day He keeps me following Him, the only way. -Patricia Lawrence written June 5, 1985 Recognized Author Notes May we build our works on gold,silver and precious stones which will last eternally and not on wood, hay and stubble which will be burned up. I Corinthians 3:9-15

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