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Don't Wait
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By Gary James Smith
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Don't Wait

Don't wait for the other person to make a move
In regards to reconciliation
But you be the one to pray to God
To help you in the conversation
Don't let your love get so cold
You forget how it is to love
Pick up the phone make that call
You be the one to make the first move

Sometimes it takes just to hear a voice
Or to see a familiar face
For the remedy to start its initial work
Then there's God's amazing grace 
For who but our heavenly Father
Cares for the hurting ones
Arm yourself with His great love
Today reach out to someone

I've heard so many stories over time
How loved ones don't talk at all
Sometimes it's been ten or fifteen years
And sometimes for a longer while
You can release from loneliness prison
For guess what!!!...You have the key
Pick up the phone...make that call
Or do a personal visit ministry...

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright  August  22  11:12 PM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, August 23, 2020

Last Updated: Sunday, August 23, 2020

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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