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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Soul (07/13/06)

TITLE: This Soul Of Mine, Itís Not My Own.
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07/14/06


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One day I gave my life to Jesus,
I was only six years old you know;
My soul I knew, was not my own.

To church we went but once a week,
It was like that all Sundays;
My soul went with me, like always.

The church we went to was so big,
With all the people and the noise they made;
Within my soul, I was afraid.

I didnít know the preacher that day,
He talked about lilies and sparrow birds;
My soul was alert, to these words.

My soul is worth far more than these,
Jesus died for me; why thatís absurd?
What is this, my soul has heard?

Then finally some words I understood,
This man was talking right to me;
Yes into my soul, he could see.

I heard the choir sing ďJust as I am,Ē
They sang these words so bold;
And to my soul, they were as gold.

Wake up my child, this is for you,
A family ticket I cannot give;
For this your soul, it needs to live.

An altar call the preacher made,
What will you do with Jesus today?
As for me and my soul, we did obey.

I walked on by my mum and dad,
My brothers and my sister too;
I think my soul it knew, just what to do.

I prayed a prayer I wonít forget,
I have remembered it to this day;
My life and soul, to God I gave.

Now one day I will live with Him,
And no matter how long I will be known;
This soul of mine, itís not my own.


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Thomas Kittrell07/21/06
This is heart-warming and such a sweet testimony of a soul turned over to Jesus. I was blessed in reading it. Thomas
Pat Guy 07/22/06
I too, was saved at the age of six and I knew then also - my soul was not my own.

Perfect voice for this poem - a childs voice. Good job and well written.

I enjoyed reading about the childs spunk in walking past her family!
william price07/25/06
I really enjoy honest writing without any pretensions of being anything but what it is. This is a sweet poem written from a tender heart I know loves Jesus. You can tell you love the Lord. You ministered your point well. I am very glad I read this. Thank you.
God Bless!!!!
Val Clark07/26/06
A beautifully simple recounting of a momentous occasion. I loved the reference to ĎJust as I amí as words of gold and ĎA family ticket I cannot give;/For this your soul, it needs to live.í Well done for a first ever entry into the challenge! Yeggy
Rita Garcia07/26/06
You took me back to a time when I was nine! The simplicity of this poem allows the message to shine.
Marilyn Schnepp 07/26/06
At six years old I wasn't old enough to know what a 'soul' was - but I did know the story of Jesus born in Bethlehem. If this is a true story, and the Writer DOES remember it, then it's a remarkable story; otherwise I would say if it's fiction, the writer should change the age of the child to make it more realistic. The concept is great, and has a great message. Thank you.
Suzanne R07/27/06
I was six too ... and it was a genuine fear of hell after a conversation with my mother that resulted in me tossing and turning half the night. Finally, I went to my mother and asked her to help me give my heart to Jesus. So I identify with your poem. Well done.
Jacquelyn Horne05/30/07
This poem says a lot. A wonderful example of coming to the knowledge of God and that it is an individual choice.
Verna Cole Mitchell 07/05/07
What a great testimony you started the challenges with in a sweet child's voice.
Joanne Sher 07/05/07
Just lovely and meaningful - a wonderful first entry (and the same week I started! Waddayathinkathat? hehe)
Catrina Bradley 07/06/07
So sweet and innocent, written from the faith of a child. :)
Brenda Welc07/09/07
Funny I should be reading this now, I just discussed this very thing with a friend of mine. Just like our first loves you never forget the day we gave our soul to Jesus. This was very heart-warming.