Good Morning My Loves

 So many children fell asleep today. I wonder while they lived, if they invited you to stay. Because ashes to ashes, dust to dust. One day if they didn't, then hell is a must. So many crying, so much sorrow and despair. For those who are lost, and moving forward, filled with fear. The choices in life, as you open each door. Might be your forever, in what you fought for. How precious are the voices, who come bearing gifts. With words filled with wisdom, to rejoice and to lift. For you to decide, is your God given right. But know that with care, there be light or great fright. Do not think to laugh today. And forsake God, while you dance and play. For with your portion, you will go. Where fire burns, deep down below. Build your house on bricks of clay. And till your soil, and don't delay. Sow to go, where green grass grows. Where angels sing, while the trumpet blows.

 Jesus loves YOU. He died so YOU could live. Give your life to Him today. Tomorrow will be too late.

 As I walk through the wilderness, you walk by my side. Your umbrella of love, is my shield and my guide. At times I am broken. At times I am lost. But the words you have written, are my protective cost. When I don't know what to do, or where I should go. I lift up my eyes, because your love is what I know. I try my own way. In hope that I stay. But fear comes upon me, when I remember my delay. I look to you for guidance and help and support. For in you is always, a sinners' report. I trek through the valleys. In search of my strength. But grace always comes, with favour at length. Sometimes it takes the trials, to teach me how to fight. To persevere in darkness, so I can come to light. In moments of doubt, I lift my voice and shout. To God be the glory, your words fill my mouth.

 Do not ever think that you are not good enough or beautiful enough... BECAUSE YOU ARE...  You are perfect just the way you are. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are created in the image and likeness of God. You are a masterpiece. Everything about you is absolutely amazing. Your smile lights up the room. Your touch caresses the soul. Your steps are ordained by the Lord. You are a joint heir with Jesus. You will ALWAYS BE beautiful and blessed. You are favoured of the Lord Most High. You are rich beyond measure. You will always be important. You are unique in all the ways that matter. Nobody on this earth is as perfectly perfect as you. Keep Smiling.

 I could not do it on my own, so God sent me a friend. A kind and gentle, humble soul. To pour in words of gold. I sat and thought that I must be. A chosen of the Lord. For upon my heart, he made a path. To serve and love and grow. The Lord, He said, that I must feed. On what would show the light. To thread on stones and crush the bones. Of hate and others plight. In prayer I bow my head to say. Your wish, I will obey. In everything, you set the pace. So I can win this race. In times of trouble and despair. I sing unto you Lord. For you have promised me good things. To take what you will bring. With gratitude, I hope in faith. To dance like David danced. For when the trumpet sound someday. I will be taken without delay.

 Remember where you came from.  Remember where you've been.  For from the days of yesterday. You learnt from mistakes made. Never think that what you did, so many years ago. Are not the things that shape you now. From seeds that you had sown. If at times you sit and think. About the days gone by. The joy you had on rainy days.  Inside your heart would stay. The choices made when you were young. Are not the same today. For in your growth, you took with you, what others need to know. Yesterday has come and gone. But the memories remain. The smiles and tears and wars you fought. Have shaped what you have sought. Remember well your childhood. Remember well your home. Remember well the ones you loved. Remember well their souls.

 You are not God, but you show me the way. You welcome me home and kiss me every single day. You speak words of wisdom. You stretch out your hand. And without repercussions, you help me to stand. I left my home in gladness. To launch out in the deep. I thought that joy and happiness, would cover me and keep. I met with pain and sorrow. And walked a broken path. Yet never once did you respond. With hate or an unforgiving bond. Into your arms, you took me in. As I stepped with threadbare shoes. And inside my heart, I ached so much. I hungered for my father's touch. You wrapped me up and filled my cup. With love so deeply profound. To let me know, that seeds you sowed. Should bloom under such heavy load. I did not hear, what I thought I might. To break my spirit down. For the love you had, was so much more. To heal me to my very core. The prodigal came from far away. To lay my burdens down. To embrace the one, whose seed I am from. And became the Master's son.

 My Father! My Father! I need help right now. Send me an angel as I kneel and bow. I tried on my own, to do everything. But I made such a mess, that I failed every test. I thought I was strong and could do no wrong. With flight on my feet, I abolished defeat. Yet proud as I am, in storm and in calm. I was heading for trouble and had cause for alarm. Humble I wasn't, and held in esteem. I pervaded lust and got caught in a dream. Never did I, think in my mind. I might stumble and fall, and held as unkind. My Father! My Father! Surround me with love. Teach me compassion, so I can fly like a dove. In faith I will give, my heart to obey. If only you would wash me and cleanse me to stay. I disappointed you all my days. In words from my mouth, without fear and doubt. As I sit at your feet, may your charge help me grow. To fulfill my purpose and with seeds I will sow.

 As you walk through the valley of the shadow of death. Take a look at your life and remember where you met. Through every doorway. Through every stream. Think on the memories of times of sunbeam. In moments of doubt, when fear comes inside. I hope you will look to the one who died. Down in the valley, on stones where you walk. May you remember that silence will talk. Cry if you must, when your back is against the wall. For always beside you, are the ears to your call. Never alone, will you walk on your own. For comfort will seek you, though you are weary to the bone. It is at times of great trials, that you see through the tears. And unravel the best YOU, without worry or fears. Up will you rise, though battered and bruised. To call out to morning, to collect your dues. It is well with your soul, you will sing as a lark. In the east and the west, in the light or the dark. You might tarry awhile, in hope and in prayer. But sunshine will brighten  every thistled despair.

 I am worthy of the price God paid. And I don't need you to tell me what I am worth or what I deserve. Since I was born, I felt the pull of the hand of God upon my life. I have loved the Lord all my life and I know in my heart that I can call His name anywhere, anytime, any place... and He hears me. It is not for you to know or to understand why the Lord chose me to do HIS will. My gift and my calling was not advertised or broadcasted for the world to know. The call of God upon my life is personal and intimate. What my Father and I do together, is nobody's business but our own. You do not have to support or like or encourage me in my relationship with Jesus. What I do is to fulfill the purpose and destiny that has been set before me. My life is not my own. I belong to the Father and I am led by Him alone. To be in HIS presence is my primary privilege and focus. There is absolutely nothing I want more. I may not be your cup of tea. I may not be who you think I should be. Who I a

 You sold your soul for things of gold. And your dreams would come through.... so you were told. On a silver platter, you had it all. But your eyes were closed and you did fall. What you thought was worth my time. Became the stories for your crime. For in your blindness, truth were told. And light came shining, in a darkened world. It mattered not, what you would do. I came to save a chosen few. What you did was so ordained. For the world to know, that I AM reigns. The price of blood had to be made. For on the Cross, My life was paid. To seek and save, those who are lost. So hereafter, they will know the cost. FRIEND... I know why you were here. But understand, I had no fear. Forever I know all who are mine. So up in heaven, they will sit and dine. You howled so loud, the devil heard. And you were just the tool of word. For your choice, you lost the crown. Forever in hell, you will be bound.

 In life, you will be be disappointed, frustrated, discouraged and kicked to the curb. There will be those who profess with their lips that they love you more than silver and gold... They will smile with you, laugh with you and partake of everything you have to offer. But they are digging pits for you. When everything in your life seems to be absolutely perfect, you will be surrounded by a crowd. When you are knocking on desperation's door, they are nowhere to be found. They disappear... they are unavailable... they don't have.... they are not well. There were those who were close to the Cross but far from the Christ. Not everyone around you is AROUND you. Not everyone that laughs, actually laughs with you. They laugh at you. Know the difference. They shoot off words like arrows, to pierce you through your heart. They murmur and gossip about you and they try t o smear your name and your character. Be wise...  Open up your spiritual eyes and your spiritual ears, so that you will

 If you should die tonight, before you awake. Where will you spend eternity? Have you ever asked yourself that question? Have you ever given any thought about what your eternal destiny would be without Jesus?  You take so many things for granted every single day. You think the world revolves around you. My dear friend....  One of these days reality will hit you like a ton of bricks. For when you stand before the Lord on the day of judgment....  You will realize that your earthly life and choices have all been gone. You will wake up in eternity.... to burn in hell, if you did not choose Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour. What shall it profit a man, if he should gain the whole wide world and loose his own soul..... What shall a man give, in exchange for his soul.... Open your eyes and see the times we are living in. Bible prophecies are being fulfilled every single day. Do not let this day go by, without you accepting Jesus into your heart. Turn from your wicked ways. Live a life tha

 I pray to the Lord, to pour into my heart. In everything I do, in everything I start. I hope that my words, can impact your life. And someday you realize, that you are the perfect wife. I write in my letters, with words filled with Grace. That as you read my pages, you will choose to run the race. I season every chapter, with the salt from on high. In hope you will listen, and soar to touch the sky. If I can make a difference. And sow good seeds in you. I know that someday.  You will reap what is your due. In everything I do, may it show you the right path. So glory hallelujah, you can have a brand new heart. Like flutters of the wings. On the eagles way up high. May you rise each morning. Filled with hope and not a sigh.

 Sometimes I feel the world is my oyster.  And everything I need, should be at my fingertips. I laugh at the hurdles. I rejoice in my pain. But when I get up in the morning. I am filled with disdain. I walk on a footpath. And I count every mile. For opportunities come, while I wonder and sigh. I think on my feet, as I gracefully walk. But reality hits me. As silence stalks. I dream of the moments, when I can fly away. And I pack up my suitcase, with expectations in array. Beyond the crystal river. There's a place where I belong. And oh how I long, to be forgiven for my wrong. When I was a child, I was taught that I should pray. With gladness and mercy, I should sing all the way. But as the years went by, I got caught up with the world. Now here at last I stand. Saying goodbye to this land.

 I am a wife and mother, sister and friend. And of my love, there is no end. I rise up each morning, with praise on my lips. To usher in my Saviour, as I blow Him a kiss. I lift up my hands and sing to the Lord. Because I am grateful, for a three strand cord. Before I was born, He called me by name. And ever since then, I have not been the same. I heed to the call, in word and in deed. And in prayer I uproot, every evil weed. By faith I will trust, in what the Scriptures say. Because in my heart, God will guide my pathway. Sometimes I am weak, but yet I am strong. Sometimes I mess up, and do everything wrong. Sometimes my tears fall, but still I can smile. For God in HIS mercy, carry me through every mile. I am lowly and meek, but faithful to the bone. I am more than a conqueror, with my name carved in stone. I am hungry for MORE, of the presence of God. Till forever and ever, He will be my Lord.

 Woman of God, may you walk with pride. Lift up your voice, with your arms open wide. Fearless and free. You are sweet as can be. And no one can take away. Who God has set free. Child of the King. May your know in your heart. That whatever you do. You are on the right path. By grace you will rise. By faith you will see. That forever and always. Jesus's daughter, you will be. Over the mountains and through every valley. You are redeemed and in your hand there's a key. Every lock you will open. Every chain will break loose. For greater is HE inside you. Than he that is in the world. Oh daughter of Zion. You are more than strong enough. To conquer and win. For you are courageous and tough. Cry if you must. And rest once a while. But always remember. You are swift and agile. There is nothing that you face. That can break what is inside. For on the hill of Golgotha. I became your only guide. Never doubt I AM here. For my promise is to you. That forever and ever. You will have me nex

 There is a table all prepared. And I see fruits of the vine. And angels dressed in fine linen. To serve us glasses filled with wine. The sound of the harp.  As the elders cry out sharp. All usher in the presence. Of The Blood Of The Lamb.  The glory of HIS majesty. And the reverence made in praise. All come together. As Hallelujah raise. Eve ry tear is departed. Every pain is erased. As our Lord God Almighty. Calls us precious with His gaze. The gold of the altar. And the crystal river flows.  As the Lion and The Lamb. Lead us where love forever grows. The taste of honeyed sweetness. And the joy to behold. As Jesus Christ of Nazareth. Takes us in HIS arms to hold.

The one I love, is drunk more times than I can count. And I want to slap him hard. But I know that it is bad. It gets on my nerves. Just to give him what he deserves. But Jesus says forgive him. So I pray while his light is dim. This man I love is tall and lean. And strong enough to be very mean. He speaks his mind but yet I see. The weakness raging to be free. I seek the Lord on his behalf. With all my might, to stop the devil's laugh. I know that God has promised me. That in his timing, he will be free. Everyday I love him still. Inspite of all his faults and thrill. Today his struggles might be great. But tomorrow breakthrough, will not wait. When he sleeps, is when I pray. Because I know I cannot delay. Though glory days might take some time. I know he is worth heaven's bells rich chime.

 My time here on earth is about you and me. The choices that I make, must reflect that I am free. The people that I meet and the words that I speak. Must manifest to Jesus, every day of the week. I represent the Lord in the life that I live. And everyday with gratitude. In honour I will give. People may not like me. Or the things that I do. But when I stand before the Lord. I need to reap my due. I will stand for righteousness. And I will fight with faith. In sickness and in health. On Jesus I will wait. I seek him in the morning. And before I go to bed. Because one minute without him. I can never get my fill. To do his work and make him proud. I must in life obey. Though others choose to swallow. All the plans that make them stray. I pray someday I hear him say. Well done my faithful child. In all I gave, you stood quite still. And trusted me all the while.

 At times I look at what others have.  And I wish in my heart.  My longings might not starve. I see with my eyes. All the things they can buy. For my home has nothing. Except Jesus as the fence. My neighbours seek to worship. All the things made by hands. And vanity of vanities. Are the music to their dance. I invite them to come home. To meet Jesus in the air. But all they ever say. Is they cannot afford the fare. The pretty things around them. That are perfect to the eye. At times I would wonder. If to God they even cry. I look close to see. What possessions are all worth. To loose your soul from heaven. And give thanks for new birth. I know I am wrong. To want what others have. Because it means nothing. Without Jesus and the ark. The life that we live. Will determine our course. Where we will spend eternity. In hell or in heaven. With Jesus as the boss.

 I try as a mother to do what is right. But sometimes my children kick a fuss and fight. I know if I leave them, to make it on their own. They might have nothing. But be a dog with a bone. With values and morals, I teach them each day. So that in life, favour will not delay. I pray that the guidance, I impart in their heart. Would take them to places. Till death does it part. The love that I give. And the time that I spend. As each day goes by. May it never end. For one of these days. My eyes will be closed. And they will remain. To carry the legacies they learnt. From mother to child. I fight to fulfill. The dreams in their heart. That they must master like art. At times they might fall. But I will answer every call. Till forever and ever. We will stay close together.

 We listen to voices, every single day. Yet all the vessels, do not know where he lay. What we take we will carry. In every pathway of life. So may your ears hear the whispers. Of the one who call you bride. We look with our eyes. But still cannot see. The road that would lead us. To our eternal destiny. We look for the weeds. That is tangled and weak. For we think it is better. Than what we should seek. As a bone to a dog. So we fight for earthly treasures. And we grieve the Holy Spirit. With the vanity and pleasures. How sweet it would be. If we drink from his cup. For the day will soon come. When we will know who will sup. Take heed to the call. And the price that was paid. For your sins to be taken. To the Cross on the hill. Mercy will keep you. If you call upon the Lord. For by grace are you saved. To walk on roads that are paved.

 I am not my own Lord. I am not my own. You called me from my mother's womb. And wrote my name on tablets of stone. I will be fat and flourishing Lord. And I will bring forth fruit. For in your word you promised me. That your blood will be my suit. I will arise and take my place. And with patience I will run this race. For you have called me from the east. To destroy every evil beast. I know there is a table prepared. With peace and joy and love you said. And there is nothing in my hand. That you won't use to make me stand. I know I will always hear. Your gentle voice deep in my ear. For in your word you said to me. I am your sheep and you have set me free.

 Count the stars if you can. For when they are numbered in the depths of your heart. Then you will know. You are not from this land. As ashes to ashes. And dust to dust. You will return. Be you grave or in urn. Your time here on earth. Is but for a day. So make each moment count. Without tear, without doubt. As age comes upon you. And wrinkles s tarts to show. So too your Saviour. Clears the path where you go. One of these days. If you choose the right road. You will go to heaven. Without carrying any heavy load.

 Who am I...  That you can love me so much.... Who am I... That you would embrace me with your touch.... Who am I..... That you felt the need.... To take my sins... And made me reborn and freed.... Where can I go that you cannot see me.... How far can I run that you couldn't catch up.... Upon every mountain and down every lowest valley. You will be there as my shadow. Before I was in my mother's womb. You were destroying Satan in a tomb. You paid the price I could not pay. So I could stand where Jesus lay. I do not the reasons why. The Lord my God heard my cry. But for the Cross.. My soul was saved. Now every road I travel. Will no longer be paved. The Scriptures say that I am strong. And I am forgiven for my every wrong. When I shout with all my might. I will destroy the devil's kingdom... By faith and not sight.

 I do not need your permission to worship my God. For when I was down in the valley. You severed the cord. You saw me fall. You saw me weak. But not once did you ever see me begging for leek. I hungered in desperate need for strength. For cedars of timber fell by the length. Though weary and worn. I shouted Oh Lord. Please take this cup. And fight for my life.  With your shield and sword. You cannot stop me from jumping for joy. For when I was beaten, there were angels deployed. Sheltered I was. Under God's umbrella of love. To keep me all protected. In a nest like a dove. You cannot take away the love in my heart. For the Lord God Almighty. Chose me right from the start. He knows me by name. Without riches or fame. Till eternity ends. Into heaven I will blend.

 You cannot take what is not yours. Through thick and thin, I will plead my cause. My life and limb belongs to God. You can leave, with your room and board. Who I am, you will never be. The words I speak, will turn every key. My strength and hope are not from you. And by design, I am made brand new. My voice will lift to break the mold. Of things that bind and every stronghold. My purpose here is to do God's will. To pour in cups and to drink my fill. I am not an object free. To be used and be the devil's bee. All my might will be to fight. And be victorious with great delight. On this pilgrim's journey here. I might meet the wolves own fare. Yet I will war till kingdom come. And send Satan's demons home in a nuclear bomb.

 I have been down in the valley. Kicked to the curb. Lost in the wilderness. And lonely in the crowd. There have been times I was broken. There have been times I was misunderstood. But throughout all my journey. You have never left me alone. Up on the mountain. On the highest peak. There you stand Lord. Covering me. All the times I was lonely. All the times I cried. It was at my lowest. You were my strength. Everytime I failed you. Every word I said. In my darkest hour. Lord you kept me fed. Even when my finger. Pointed up to heaven. And I cried Lord Jesus. I can't walk another mile. It was all your mercy. And your grace beside me. Down in the valley. Where I was in despair. In my times of sorrow. Lord your goodness followed. Through it all you held me. When I could not hold myself. I am grateful Jesus. For your love and kindness. Even when I fall Lord. You stretch your hand to me. Forever I will go on. Through the rough and rugged. Just to have you near me. And to know I am not m

 The music we make is magic Lord. As the sound of the guitar. Hit every right chord. The beat of the drum. The valley of the harp. The melodious song.   Of the angels hum. The touch of your hand. The whisper of your voice. The soft gentle breeze.   As it caresses with ease. The Lamb that was slain. And the Blood that was shed. Poured out deep love to me. So I could be made free. The sweet kiss of comfort. And the linen that was laid. To clothe me with luster. As the bride with the vail. Come to me. Oh love of mine. Hold my hand as we sit and dine. Into your presence. I vow now to thee. Faithful and true. My honey. That is YOU.

 I pray that I can somehow leave. A legacy beyond belief. For the generations yet to come. Might know of Jesus. And where they came from. In all I do. May favour rise. And be protected against the devil's wiles. For those who come. After I am gone. Will reap the fruits. And not be weary and worn. Like gloves that fit. May you be held. And rise up strong. To the bridal song. As angels harps. And heaven's choir sing. You will bow as bells they ring. If all I leave behind for you. Are just kind words to make you new. Then the breath inside my heart. Will do what God knew from the start. I pray that when you think of time. You look beyond the crystal rhyme. Where what you see. And what you hear. In your heart you will hold it dear.

 I got distracted by different things today. I did not even realize. That by my side, you were my stay. I kept my eyes all rested on. The many things that would soon be gone. I did today, what I didn't yesterday. And my heart felt happy. So I sang all the way. Inside I knew that Jesus smiled. As I said a prayer. And the wolves all died. Sometimes the Lord does something strange. Yet His own name is the wider range. In every little detail sown. Something good will be blessed and grown. I do not know the reasons why. Today the Lord erased a sigh. For burdens great were mountains high. But help it came. With a beautiful smile.

 Wherever you roam. I will call you back home. For all that you do. I am always with you. You might look to the east. But I have prepared you a feast. So be ready to go. To the one that you know. With longing you cried. For the one who had died. To take you away. From the earth and dismay. Where you will no longer stoop. As a chicken in a coop. But you will bow to the Lord. Who is your Saviour and God. To say thank you for the blessing. And to stop all the guessing. By and by where you stand. It will be the promised land. Zion child of the King. The sound of heaven's bells ring. Singing welcome home at last. And goodbye to the past. Forever and always. In vials of prayers. You have cried out in longing. For your soulmate adorning.

 I felt so overwhelmed with emotion today. Inside my heart were tide and time... that somehow brought worth to the price I paid.  I could not speak. I could only weep. Because the past were erased and forgiveness was mine to keep. I looked at the ones. That held my heart so dear. And time stood so still. For my heart to be fill. I was lost for the words. To say just how I felt. And all I could do. Was hold on to you. My heart is your own. And I love you for all time. And I take you with me. As I go along the way. I yearn for the days to unravel with time. Because I wish I could go back. And fix what has been broken. You are my world. And I am praying for you everyday. To hear your voice. I will forever rejoice. And in my heart it will stay Because God will make a way. My love for you is forever. Like the sand by the sea. So hold my hand and walk with me. For now until eternity.

 Not everyone that smiles with you is your friend. Not everything that looks good is good. Not everyone that says I have your back, actually has your back. Some of them are just waiting for the right moment to stab you when your back is turned. There are those around you who are just waiting like vultures to see you fall..... To see you break. To see you fighting fear. These are the ravening wolves in sheep's clothing. When they kick you to the curb and think you will stay down. Little do they know that your strength comes from the Lord.  That out of the ashes you will rise. Like a Phoenix, you will be fearless. Child of God... arise. Do not let the enemy fill you with despair. They have their day coming. Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord. You have been predestined to be more than victorious in the midst of adversity. Don't loose hope. Stay strong. You will win. Though they slay you.... yet will you please God. Cry, scream, shout, howl like the wind. But never, ever stay down.

 When we think about Jacob, we think about greed. Jacob was a liar, a cheat, a deceiver. He wanted his brother Esau's blessings and rights and privilege. His schemes were condoned by his mother Rebekah, because of her love for him. But like every liar, Jacob's lies caught up with him. He got the blessings from his father, which were supposed to be given to his brother. But even in the midst of the blessings, he had a price to pay. Jacob was lied to and deceived by Laban. Instead of getting the wife he wanted and loved, he got another. The time it took to get his hearts desire were prolonged. He toiled... he laboured..... he fought. He had confrontations with his father in law. He wrestled with the Lord for a blessing that he was not deserving of. He was humbled.  He own sons lied and tried to kill the son whom he loved, which was Joseph. That same Joseph was a type of Christ. He was the one the Lord used to be a blessing to his brethren and his father Jacob.  Understand that o

 Fight the good fight of faith. And know that in everything there is a purpose. All of us go through trials and temptations. All of us cry and weep and go before the Lord with burdens and despair.  On this road called life, we will be forced to make decisions that might cost us everything we have. But understand that the battles we face belongs to the Lord. He is the one with the battle scars. He is our defense and shield. We are passing through this earth with a destiny to fulfill. The equipment we need to do what is required have already been given because of the Cross. With every glory there is a story. With every challenge there is a season of change. No matter where we are, there will be eternal consequences for what and who we house. Purpose driven seekers break molds of dominance and control. Do not allow the obvious obstacles that challenge you, to dictate who you are and who you can become. You are more than a conqueror. More than victorious. No evil will come near your dwelli

 You might think that life is easy. And perhaps for some it is. But understand this... life is not the same for everyone. There are those who are going through unbearable situations today, that you may never even fathom in your wildest imagination. What is easy for you, is difficult for someone else. What you do not want, someone else is longing for. The meal you refuse to eat, someone is begging God for. Your home might be a mansion, but there are those who are living under a rock.... or in a cave... or under a tree. Do not take for granted what you have.... because it can so easily be taken away. Sometimes you might forget to remember to be grateful for what you are given. In your heart you might hold on dear to what you did not bring with you when you came into the world.... and it is of a certainty you can never carry it with you when you leave....  Do not value things. Value people. Value the quality of those around you. Value the time spent with those you love. Learn to cherish e

 The way to go is clear to me. For with your lead I will always see. The many cuts and curves that prey. As my journey cross the mountains way. In times of need I pray in faith. And hope that heaven's door await. My cup to fill with blessings rare. To keep me strong for the burdens I bear. Sometimes I miss the need to say. That you Oh Lord is the only way. To take me where green grasses bloom. So I can lay through storms and gloom. Plenty are my food for thought. As I step with pride because I sought. The wisdom of the one true God. In all I do in my THANK YOU Lord. May I never waver wrong. And count the cost of being strong. For with my voice I praise your name. And in my heart I am not the same.

 Do not be discouraged child. I am here to bring you a smile. Know your thoughts are not my own. But you will reap the seeds you have sown. You may not understand the reasons why. There are doors closed that might make you cry. Learn to rise and walk with me. And know that I will set you free. At times the burdens that you bear. Might seem so heavy that you shed a tear. All the while I am there with you. Because I promised to make you like new. So dry your tears and trust in me. And know that my plans will always be. The way you grow as you dress with light. All to become my own glorious sight. Do not look down my dear dear child. For what is there might drive you wild. Keep your eyes upon the prize. And remember your worth. In the midst of the devil's lies.

 Brother, brother. When I needed a glass of water. You didn't give me any. When the heat of the sun was blistering my back. You gave me no shade. When I cried in agony. And I needed your strong shoulders. You shut the door on me. Brother, brother. Who am I to you.... You left me alone. All shivering and cold. To fend for myself. In my weakness and my aches. I stretched forth my hands. In desperation for your grip. But all I could find. Was an empty glass of wine. Brother, brother. Where is the love.... I thought you had for me.... I looked with my eyes. But beholding I could not see. The comfort that I sought. As I stood aside in pain. Became a drifting starlight. As I bowed my head in shame. Sorrow came and filled me. Like a barrel in the rain. To take me where the withered grass. Was feasting with disdain. I lifted my heart to heaven. And I prayed with all my might. That brother you won't know the price. I paid to live in light.

 Looks are deceiving. I was told long ago. The smiles and the laughter. And what I wanted to know. The snare in the net. To catch me unawares. Were gold on the outside. Like the wheat from the tares. Pride with each stride. And grace far and wide. Adorn all my travels. As I sing with each gravel. Up I will get. With zing on my step. This follower of Jesus. Will wage war with delight. I fought many battles. In my journey to get here. And I struggled with hunger. As I tarried through fear. Though swords for to kill. Were all ready with might. I raged with my armour. To the Cross within my sight. The friends who I thought. Were my strength and my song. The ones who I carried. And I thought could do no wrong. At the turn of my back. I felt daggers without tack. For words flew like arrows. Yet I flew like a sparrow.

 Do not think more highly of yourself than you ought to. The pedestal you put yourself on. Won't always be strong to take the weight of your pride and arrogance. What you think you know. May not be the seeds to sow. Remember who you are and who you represent. When words are said. May you be fed. When what you hear is for your ear. Oftentimes you think of you. But God is saying. Follow His cue. You are not to do your will. For here on earth, it is the Master's thrill. As you think is who you are. So glorify Jesus both near and far. Stay humble friend and swallow your pride. And learn how to swim. With the morning tide. Life on earth is not about you. But to spread the name of Jesus. To the sheep though few. Use the time you were given as wise. To see through the Spirit. Every demonic disguise. If you close your eyes you wil l fall. And never would you heed His call.

 I knock on your door and think you are there. And I stand outside and wait.  As my heart sink with fear. I hunger to see you. But know deep inside. That all that is left. Is pain and despair. The tears start falling. And my stomach starts to churn. For emptiness fills. Where once fires burn. With aches on my back. And tatters on my lace. I turn around and stumble. And I pray for God's grace. I sit in the corner and look to the east. And the struggle to smile has become like a beast. The thrill of the day. Where once you would play.  Are dust on my feet. Where I am sifted like wheat. You have flown from the coop. And you will no longer stoop. To conform to the will. Of the sighs and the thrill. Where you are you will smile. All through battles and guile. To build on your dream. As you work as a team. I know that you know. That where you are you will grow. But I wish deep inside. You were here by my side. Just yesterday you sang. And my heart was so blessed. Now today there's no