Blessed Math

Blessed Math

A Poem by S. Whitaker
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How God always adds up.

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I am You

Yet I am me,

You and Me,

That sets me free.

 

Lord if you could help me see

The other “You’s” besides me

So in You’re Glory I can be

Me and Thee plus they is We.

 

We be so that we’re more than three

Together in Thy majesty

When You went nailed against the tree

It was for me, for they, and Thee

 

For all together we must be,

You went to die at Cavalry,

So I could be You, but still be me,

And bring them to become We.

 

That sets me free,

You and Me,

Yet I am me,

I am You.

 

Whoopie!

© 2008 S. Whitaker


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haha i like your random "whoopie" at the end, put there just to catch the rhyme
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S. Whitaker
S. Whitaker

Council Bluffs, IA



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I am a delightfully eccentric writer who is also a Christian Goth. My many misadventures have led me all over the place such as Professional Wrestling, American Idol, a little bit of Tae Kwon Do, a lo.. more..

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