But I've been to Oklahoma
While there, on the side of the road, by the Crosses of Nazarene, I picked up a hitch-hiker. I told him of my travels, and that I was living the Great American Novel.
We talked, and we talked about some of the painful experiences that I had lived through. As we spoke, I felt somehow the presence of God surround me. And a simple message was spoken to me.
There are a lot of children out there that are suffering, and they are in pain. And I try to help them, and I try to guide them, because I care for them
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