I stumbled over an old picture, of years ago and felt a sense of memory of all the innocence of youth.
The warm summers evenings playing round with your friends, all the funny things we did.
Even though I was a little terror at times, (so I’ve been told, I never really thought so
But now when I look back to all the no so good things and accounts that I did and became; the things I done to others, the things I’ve done to myself even. I realize there is no way I can turn back the clock.
Isn’t it just great the way Jesus just comes into our lives and makes amend of all the terrible things we have done …