Good Morning My Loves

 The eyes of the world are upon you.. So choose to be the light. Wherever your path may take you.. Walk by faith and not by sight. Use your salt as the guide to your season.. Where hope of the day brings you rest. Remember to taste of the goodness.. While growth is your armour in test. Dream of the time where you wander.. As berries on vines, shine like truth. Disperse of chaos and misfortune.. For the rush of the dawn, are your root. Make haste while the day has begun.. For favour awaits at your door. Keep in your heart, sunshine's glory.. Justly dividing to the poor. Each step will see you beholden.. To teach you how you must succeed. Run to the rush of clean waters.. For mercy will be in the lead.

 Christmas is coming, the house must be cleaned.. You hope it will be, just like you dreamed. The cookies to be baked, the toys to be wrapped.. The never-ending story, of the children as they nap. Why must you cry, when the turkey isn't baked... And the portobello mushrooms, are still across the lake.. While the classic Christmas carols, are sung by the choir... The murmurs of your heart, lay heavy by the fire. Loved ones have gone, to the One in the sky.. And many voices wonder, as they all sit and cry. Once there were stories, of tales long ago.. Now options are all set, like the seeds that you sow. Oh Christmas, dear Christmas, I wish you might bring.. Barrels of good comfort and hopes with a ring. While the sun may be setting, on this beautiful day.. I will bow with gratitude, to the Lord as I pray.

 Do not put off for tomorrow, what you can do today.. For the day might soon come, when you cannot kneel and pray. The signs of the times, are up in your face.. Peculiarly responding, to sin and disgrace. Whosoever transgress, against the laws of the Lord.. Will one day be required, to account only to God. To whom much is given, much is required.. Therein to abide, though by flesh they be tired. To do what is right, will not gain you friends.. Not as Cain who was wicked and time must transcend. Marvel not dear loved ones, if the world hates on you.. For from time immemorial, we will all get our due. The dictates of the heart, must differ from the head.. For the fleshly desires, are not to be wed. Strong be your guard, as love be your guide.. For tomorrow will come calling, with doors opened wide. Do not be discouraged, if tears ever flow.. For your pathway is cleared, wherever you will go. Rise up, Oh Remnant and howl like the wind.. For the message of the kingdom, must purify those wh

 To be like me, you were not called to be.. In all you must do and all you should see. To ride like the tide and fly with the wind.. Each day as a blossom, you should welcome and begin. You are not me and I am not you.  Though we breathe the same air and enjoy what is new. You look up at the stars and dream of the night.. While in haste I awake and dread what's in sight. The cries of your heart, as you drift far away.. Quickens like feathers, with thoughts of decay. From days upon end, I am humbled and bowed.. As the scent of the pinecone, transcends till I'm wowed.

 Do you judge uprightly, Oh son of man? Do you take confusion and declare you can stand? By the footsteps on your path, do you lay a snare... Like the first ripe plum, that you cherish so dear? Are you as merciful, as the God you serve? Do you speak with authority and grant what is deserved? Are you a fair weathered friend, where wickedness dwell.. When adversity comes, can your neighbour foretell? Do you hunger for wisdom, to speak to the wind? To stand and declare, you will no longer sin? Your habitual frown, is it as white.. To cut asunder, every evil in sight? What manner of glee, is set upon your heart? Where the fixings of mercy, is absent of smart.. Do clouds in array, clothe you with grace? As the souls of the dying, cry out in pace.. Where do you go, in times of distress? Who do you lean on, when your life becomes a mess? The God of heaven, hears every word.. On the pages of passion, their voices are heard.

 I am going on a journey, to a far distant land.. To launch out in the deep and do the best that I can. To touch one lost soul and share the good news.. By the power of the blood, to kneel at the pews. I purpose in my heart, to see far and wide.. To savour every morsel and to swim with the tide. An adventure it will be, to the sights I will see.. To shout from the rooftops, at last I am free. I walked through the Exodus, many lonesome mil es.. I fed upon tables, all dressed up in wiles. Through battles and in tears, I persevered by faith.. To see the manifestation, of the God who made me wait. I pray with every breath, to hear the sweetly sounds.. Of birds making melody, where grace forever bounds. My bags are all packed and my angel sets ablaze.. The glorious splendor, of the sunset in my gaze. Oh what rejoicing, in heaven there will be.. When praises unto Jesus, intertwines with me. I bow in deep surrender, to the owner of my heart.. For with gratitude and honour, I am given a new st