Jesus loves me but not my poems

I found an old blog.  It was god, man my writing chops were olympic level.  If there were Sarcastic Olympics, I would be Mark Spitz.
Suddenly it lost that spark and each post got more introspective and I realized AH! This was when I was saved!

So my blog antics started to fail as I finally got out of that dryer. 

Jesus Christ is absolutely needed in our lives.   But he makes your poems and prose suck.