| I could feel it stirring in me. Pulsing
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| | guilty about taking it. There are some
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| stronger and stronger. I wanted it more
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| | drumbeats of conscience that don't go
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| than I had ever wanted anything before. I
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| | away.
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| desired it. I craved it. All I had to do
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| | I am all grown up now some people would
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| was to reach out and grab it when no one
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| | say. And when the dreaded tom, tom beat
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| was looking.
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| | of desire grabs hold of me for one reason
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| I was ten years old, and it was the most
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| | or another, I remember my toy water
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| beautiful, powerful yellow water pistol I
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| | pistol. I remember how guilty I felt. I
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| had ever seen in my whole life. I tried
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| | have learned to control my emotions most
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| to tell myself that the toy store owner
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| | of the time, but not to quell them. There
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| would never miss it, but I knew better. I
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| | is so much more I want to learn and to
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| tried to tell myself that I would come
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| | do, but it has to be the right way.
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| back some day and pay for it. The price
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| | If only I knew what was all right to do.
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| tag said it was only $3.98. Maybe I could
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| | If only those dreaded drumbeats would go
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| save that much from my allowance, but I
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| | away. For now I think I have things under
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| knew I wouldn't.
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| | control, but nobody knows when the
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| I just took it anyway. I jammed it into
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| | drumbeats of desire will hit again.
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| my book bag. I gave into my desire. I
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| | Nobody knows how he or she will react. Is
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| could feel the drumbeat in my head
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| | any one ever really in control, or is God
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| saying, tom, tom; you're a bad boy. Tom,
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| | the only one that is truly in control.
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| tom, you're a bad boy.
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| | As we enter this season of new
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| I ran almost all of the way home. The
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| | beginnings, can you honestly say that you
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| fear and the guilt was really getting to
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| | can control your emotions, passions and
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| me. Later that evening I lay in my bed
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| | desires? You may be marching to a
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| wondering what to do. That drumbeat just
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| | different drumbeat than I, but there are
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| kept going on and on in my head. I think
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| | still things you want and desire, aren't
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| I can still feel it now; that tom, tom
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| | there? How do you know when it is all
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| beat of desire and guilt all mixed
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| | right to reach out and grab them?
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| together.
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| | I think the best way to decide what is
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| When I woke up in the morning, I ran out
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| | right from what is wrong is to ask
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| into the back yard and buried my
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| | yourself, "What would God want me to do?"
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| beautiful water pistol in a little hole I
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| | If you have enough faith I am sure you
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| dug, and then covered it up with dirt so
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| | will come up with the right answer. Enjoy
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| no one would ever discover that I was a
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| | the holidays. The best is yet to come.
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| sinner. I never got to enjoy that water
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| | It's going to give all of us sinners the
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| pistol, and I never got over feeling
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| | opportunity for a new beginning.
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