Good Morning My Loves

 Do not be ashamed, of the sins of the past.. When you succumbed, to pleasures made of glass. Whilst you were lost, in the throngs of the flesh.. The fisher of men, prepared room in His mesh. According to your need, your afflictions have died.. For the depth of your knowledge, is not the silence you cried. Gone are the days, when you answered to lust.. For the tables have turned, to the God whom you trust. When fables of lies, were the clothes you adored.. Divine intervention, was the cry and the roar. The heart of your mother, with groanings of grace.. Became perseverance, to dress you with lace. In the history of time, you were void of pure gold.. For your substance was hidden, and you were out in the cold. Yet out of the ashes, the Lord stretched His hand.. To lead you to mercy, so by faith you could stand. The darkness has past.. the morning is here.. Now pillars of triumph, are the pearls that you wear. Heaven rejoices, for you have come home.. Let the earth be a witness, for ...

 Jesus loves you, more than you can ever ask or think. His thoughts and His ways for you, are beyond your natural comprehension.  The Bible declares, that you are precious in the sight of the Lord. You are the apple of His eye and you are blessed and highly favoured. The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree and you will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Faithful and majestic are the mercies of God towards His children. As a child of God, you are an heir and joint heir with Jesus. You are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a peculiar people and a holy nation. No weapon formed against you shall prosper. The comfort of the Lord, will be a delight to your soul, all the days of your life. Your garments will always be praise and prayer and worship. The Holy Spirit will go before you and prepare the way for you. Your path will always be clear. Though mighty waters rage against you, the Lord will be your calm. Th ough war may rise up against you, you will always be more than ...

 The more I seek you, I am blessed.. The more I find you, I can rest. When I cry, before you Lord.. Heaven answers, through your sword. Like a wheel, inside a wheel.. I am bound, with grace to feel.. Every sprinkle, where the river flows.. Soothes my soul, like crystal glows. When I was lost, with a stony heart.. Lord you told me, I was smart. Little did I know, my life.. Would be transformed, to be your wife. Here I stand, as refined gold.. Dressed with mercy, like Prophets old. To know you is, to love you more.. So I will yield, from my very core. Now I know, who knows my name.. Now I know, I am not the same. Now I rise and run so free.. For the Lord, has made me.. ME.

 I think of you, in childhood days.. I hear your laughter, in different ways. Those little legs and tiny feet.. Just to hug you, as we meet. Through the lens, of days gone by.. My memory, is not goodbye. The clothes you wore, the words you said.. Have dressed my heart, so I am fed. Beautiful, your eyes were filled.. With endearing love, while the earth stood still. Moments gone, but never far.. For you are, my shining star. How I wish, for long ago.. When simple things, would make love grow. As lonesome days and lonely nights.. Surround my space, like candle lights. Where you go.. Oh child of mine.. May your beauty, always shine. I pray with grace, you hunger not.. As favour completes, inside your pot.

 Don't give up, when times are hard.. Though trials come, to make you sad. You will never, be alone.. For God's own love, will fill your bone. Oftentimes when friends are gone.. In the silence, you are reborn. While you weep, your Saviour says.. I am come, to wipe your tears. In the darkness, of despair.. Jesus Christ, is always near. All you need, is wrapped in love.. Freely given, from God's own dove. Precious child, come rest your head.. Lay upon, my roses red. Take my righteousness, as yours.. For with it, you can open doors. What you think, inside your heart.. Are pillars strong, to pull your cart. Where you go, you will always glow.. So rise up child, there are seeds to sow.

 Do not let your left hand know, what your right hand does. Do not blow a trumpet to advertise what you are doing, or what you are giving. The Bible says, when you give in secret, the Lord will bless you openly. There is no need to let anyone know what you have to give. Your giving is not about pleasure or pleasing to man. It is being obedient to the one who has blessed you, so that you could be a blessing in return. In today's world, the dictatorship of giving, is about highlights and advertisements. There is an adhering to the necessities of being recognized as a giver. The world must see and know, how much, how often and to whom the giver gives. There is an old adage that says.. a secret is only a secret, when it is secretly kept in God. A man's ways will only please the Lord, when he is obedient TO the Lord. Sacrifices without obedience, means nothing... because the sacrifice was not in obedience to the will and word of the Lord. Where do you fit in? Are you an advertiser ...