My God

Living God. Breathing God. Everything I do, it's for God. So eventually I can be like Him. Holy and Righteous. God, God, God. The more I speak of Him the less chance for me to leave Him. The more I read about Him the more I'll know about His love that He shared. My God. My sweet, powerful, merciful God. Nothing can ever take His place. Not money, not gold, not sneakers, not material things. They all fade away. But He is eternal. My God.