Good Morning My Loves

 Do not walk as others walk. Do not have your mind of understanding darkened. Do not let your heart become blind and greedy. Do not be a crowd pleaser. Where you walk, is where you will go. Where you stop, there you will lie. Where you smile, there you will dream. Where you sow, there you will reap. You are not called, to follow the crowd. You are not called, to be like others. You are not free, from the choices you make. You are not your own. Your feet should walk on a solid ground. Your hands should hold, what is your promised gold. Your lips should speak, what edifies. Your body should be, a place of peace. When you pray, you will slay. When you cry, demons will fly. When you dance, all mountains melt. When you bow, angels will bless.

 I heard what you said, about me today. It broke my heart and I felt betrayed. I did not know, you could shoot so well. But behind my back, your arrows, they fell. I trusted you, with my private thoughts. And like a bargain, in your ears were caught. I thought you were my Aaron, friend.... Who would lift my hand, to the very end. You did not think that I would know. About the seeds, you thought would grow. But God, the Lord, had His own time. For condemnation, for your crime. What you did, brought hurt and pain. And I pray for you, in all your gain. For what you planned, for my demise. God turned around and yet I rise. You failed, but still, I hope you see. Your choices shows, how weak you be. For doors you opened, brought you shame. And in your reaping, you lost the game.

So many times we settle for less than the best. So many times we cry. So many times we wish we could go back in time, and undo what we did. So many times we realize, the past can never be undone. In our marriage, we think all would be well. Everything would be just like a dream come true. Only to have our eyes wide open, when reality hits us like a rock. No happily ever after.... No passion..... No romance.... No date nights and dinner and dancing...... Nothing we hungered and longed and wished for, from since childhood.  Life has its ups and downs. It is not always about what we want or what we expect. It is about putting off our party hat and putting on hats of crying.... hats of torment..... hats of sleepless nights..... hats of sweat and toil and labour.  It is in the moments of doubt and fear, that we realize how much, learning to adapt to every situation, costs and shapes us into who we were truly meant to be. Sometimes nothing is as we expect it to be.... but everything is, as i

 I am not perfect and I want you to know. Everyday I mess up. Everyday I fail, in word, in thought and in deed. Sometimes you might look at me and perceive me to be who I am not.  I am not like anyone else. I am just me. Sometimes  I don't have everything, all put together... behind closed doors, I am oftentimes a broken vessel. I am the same person on the outside, as I am on the inside. What you see, is what you get. I will not compromise my values, just to suit your purpose. You may, perhaps, pretend to like me or not, but who I am, is very real.  I have many acquaintances but very few friends. My circle is limited to just an ordained, chosen few. I will always be grateful to God for placing them in my life, because when they look at me, THEY SEE ME..... not dollar signs.... not clothes.... not food.... not anything else but me. If you love me, praise God. If you don't, praise God. As long as Jesus loves me.  I speak with words to edify and encourage and uplift those around m

 I am a child of promise. And of this I am really proud. For above all the rest, I was put through a test. So today, I can finally rest. With praises I sing, with joy in my heart. For the barren is no longer sad. From deep down inside, I carry the tide. To fulfill my forever guide. When opportunities come, I know it's because.... I waited for the Word that was said. I endured with patience and prayer, on my knees. In honour of the One, who sees. Once when I thirst, I drank from the cup... By faith that my heart might sup. Though bitter at times, I determined to find. The gift that was said to be mine.

I took my time to write to you, because the words were lost. I spent the day doing this and that and did not sit to chat. I spoke to those, I thought were wise and laughed at what was said. Yet all the while, you stood aside, with arms stretched open wide. I walked a lot and felt the heat, of the brightly, shining sun. I saw the waves come crashing hard and did not feel so bad. At times I felt the urge to eat, so I ate what was on my plate. I never took the time to look and see you by the brook. As night drew close, before I dozed, I walked out to the porch. To my surprise, I saw the moon, in the midst of a clear night's sky.  How beautiful to gaze upon, such marvelous display. Of treasures rare, but very dear, from the Lord, who showed much care. I know I failed today by far. And for that, I do repent. For all the while, as time went by, you covered me with style. I pray before, the night is through, that your presence will embrace. The gratitude inside my heart and help me run t

 When you were sitting under the fig tree..... I saw you. When you were crying and saying to yourself, I  can't go on.....I heard you. When you felt weak and worn and weary...... I heard your silent voice. When you thought that no one understood how you felt, inside your broken heart..... I knew. When you had nothing to eat.... I saw your empty stomach. When you gave up on ever finding someone to love.... I felt your loneliness. When you were betrayed by those you called friends.... I understood. When you lost the will to live.... I felt your heartache. When you didn't want to get up in the morning and face another day.... I knew how you felt. When you were being used and they thought you didn't know.... I knew. When you stumbled and you fell and didn't have the strength to get up.... I was right there. When you wanted to just disappear and go where nobody knew your name.... I read your thoughts. When you just wanted to die..... I knew. My sweet, precious child. There

 I sit in my hammock and I close my eyes. And I worry about the days, that I need to ask why. I carry so much weight, on my back everyday. But then I hear the Lord say.... Why don't you learn how to pray.... I cry myself to sleep, because of the pain. And I think to myself, I am lost and insane. Loneliness comes, like a thief in the night. And I close my ears off and I wait for daylight. I listen to the voices, ringing in my head. And I give my attention, to what is being said. Little do I know, that this is the devil's way. And I neglect to get down, on my knees and pray. I see the sons and daughters, of the Lord Most High. As they preach about a Saviour, and how he came to die. I say in my heart, that time is on my side. But tomorrow comes quickly and my grave is open wide. I go deep down in darkness and I scream in dismay. For the heat in this place, rages with decay. I feel myself falling and I wonder where I am. As I try to understand, where is the peace and the calm. Once

Judgment day is coming, so set your house in order. Make sure your life, is with Christ and not a border. If you think you have time, to play and not to pray. Tears will you cry, for too late, God will say. The words of the Lord, are unfolding everyday. And time wasted now, won't be back if you say. Open up your eyes and clean up your house. For a suddenly will come and you might scour like a mouse. Listen to the Prophets, of the Lord Most High. And do not trust in horses, but look to the sky. Run to the Ark, while the door is open wide. For soon it will be shut and too late, you will cry. Today you have a Saviour, who is begging for your heart. So hurry while He beckons, or you will feel His deep wrath. Forget about the cares, of the vanities of life. And get married to the Lord and be His dearly beloved wife. Judgment day is coming, so take off your disguise. And be the one who's caught up or the one who will arise. Everything on earth, you will leave it all behind. For the a

 In your presence oh Lord, is my delight. I hunger for more of you, by faith and by sight. I long to embrace, the beat of your heart. For in your presence oh Lord, a new chapter I start. I desire to know, the thoughts in your head. And in your presence oh Lord, I will make my bed. My empty cup, I give you to fill. For in your presence oh Lord, I will yield and be still. Take me into your Holy place. For in your presence oh Lord , I will feel your embrace. The need deep inside, I cannot explain. But in your presence oh Lord, there is the latter rain. There's an ache to my toes, when I call out your name. For in your presence oh Lord, I am never the same. Like fresh baked bread, I am hungry for more. For in your presence oh Lord, I am touched to the core. I fall head over heels, at the rising of the sun. For in your presence oh Lord, there is much to be won. Past the crimson altar and behind the vail. Your presence oh Lord, will never, ever fail.

Father, tonight, I come before you. And I pray from my heart, that when I am going contrary to your way, that you pull me back. I surrender my life and I put it into your hands. Because without you to lead me, I would perish in my way. Father, I ask you, in the name of Jesus. To watch over me as I go about my day. Clear every pathway, so there be no point of distress. That I will know, that when I seek you, I will find you. Father, I declare, your Blood over my life. In every situation, be my guide. I look to you for counsel, in all that I do. Let there be a separation, between me and everything and every person, that is not in alignment to your word and your will for my life. Father, I trust you, to see me through everything. Let your hands comfort me, when I need a friend. When I am weak, Lord I look to you for strength. When I feel defeated, help me to remember, that you will never leave me alone. Father, because of the Cross, my sins are forgiven. And I am forever grateful, for the

Your time on earth is very short. And before you blink, your life is sought. Give of your best, before you say goodbye. So the legacies you leave, won't make me cry. The words that you speak, let it be seasoned with salt. So that my ears, would hear without fault. Let humility rise, as you face each foe. For the world is watching you, wherever you go. Make up your mind, to follow the Lord. And let your decisions, attach you to God. Fair weather friends, might lead you astray. But trust in the Lord, to show you the way. The path where you walk, might be bumpy and hard. But always remember, the Lord is your guard. The assignment of angels, is to cover you well. So forever and ever, there'll be stories to tell. Believe in your heart, that all that you do. Would be continued, by more than a few. Let the love of the Father, be your ever present help. To equip you in season, as you die as a whelp.

 In the midst of my worrying, the Lord is working. To put things in place, to keep the devil from lurking. He told me once, to pray in Jesus name. So my answers can come, without any shame. I know in the Scriptures, what the Word of God says. But because of impatience, I am set in my ways. Without seeking counsel, I run with the tide. Then failure comes rushing, while I sit on my pride. Everyday I get up, and I pray for much hope. To be more than a conqueror, on a very large scope. At times in my heart, I settle for less. But whatever the trial, I give off my best. When mountains come crashing, like a great hurricane. I try to understand, all my failures and pain. To obey God's commands, I often forget. And to my distress, I am out in the wet. The plans that I make, might differ from my God. And oftentimes I think, He should float on my board. Yet the thoughts of the Lord, delivers me from shame. To teach me a lesson, that life is not a game. My time here on earth, should be with g

 My son, my son, don't you know... That I am there, wherever you go. I see you when, you cry inside. And my arms will forever, be open wide. My son, my son, I am your friend. And I'll be with you, till your journey's end. Whenever you need me, just call my name. And I will come running, like a lighting flame. My son, my son, you need to rest. On a bed of roses, after every test. I know you're tired, weak and worn. But I am your comfort, shield and horn. My son, my son, I will provide. Provision, protection and an absolute guide. I will go before you, to make your way clear. And anoint you to travel, where only angels would dare. My son, my son, in times of need. Know that you, are my chosen seed. Though trials come, I am always near. And goodness and mercy, will keep you from fear. My son, my son, I will fill your cup. From springs of living water, you will have every drop. Just over the horizon, we will meet someday. And you will wear a crown, up in heaven, where you&#

 I've been down in the valley... Kicked to the curb. Lost on the mountain and betrayed like a toad. Everyday of my life, I am challenged at will. Yet I get up and I am yielded and still. So many times, I am hungry and weak. And so many times, I stay humble and meek. I know in my heart, I count it all joy. Because I defeat, all my enemies ploy. By and by, I declare, what is right and what is not. And every step that I make, I am coals under a pot. I may look like a lamb, quick to run away and hide. But with power and might, I will make demons ride. If you think to presume, I will bow like a cow. Keep your eyes straight ahead, for I will dig you like a plow. I am not a gentle dame, to be told what to do. I am a warrior princess and the Lord is my due.

 I could have all the fruits, this world have to give.... But if I don't have Jesus, in heaven, I won't live. I could listen to the voices, that say, come with me.... But if I don't listen to Jesus, I will never be free. I could sleep in a palace and be covered with a quilt.... But if I don't have Jesus, I will be burdened with guilt. I could be yoked to the one, who treats me like a queen.... But if I don't have Jesus, what would it all mean... I could cry me a river, when trials come my way... But if I don't have Jesus, I would have nowhere to lay. I could laugh with my friends and dance till it's dawn.... But if I don't have Jesus, my peace would be gone. I could dress to impress, a man just like me.... But if I don't have Jesus, there is nothing, he will see. I could bow to my leader and say that he's right.... But if I don't have Jesus, I would perish, without light. I could say the right words and choose the broad road.... But hell woul

What I say I will be, I will be. My words have power and authority. If I choose to speak curses over my life, then I am telling others and myself, that I will be cursed all the days of my life. If I choose to speak blessings over my life, then I will always be blessed. The gift of life and death, is in the power of MY tongue. God has given me a freewill to choose.... but I will always be the recipient of my choosing. No one else can champion the course of my life, but me. If I follow darkness, then darkness I will see. If I follow light, then I will remember, that I am the light of the world. I am a carbon copy of the Beloved.

 We are all going somewhere, one of these days. But the bags that we pack, will be filled with our ways. The colour of our skin and the houses that we own. Would all gather dust, like the sand upon bone. We won't gather as a family, with father, mother, child. And we won't speak for others, not even for a while. When we all get together, I pray that day will be. A reunion up in heaven, where the blind will even see. There'll be no more pain and sorrow. No baskets filled to borrow. No hearts to be broken and no fame or status quo. Where your name is written down, that's where you will be forever. Just across the river or in hell for good measure. The clothes on our back and the shoes op on our feet. The food on the table and the fields filled with wheat. The houses made of sand and the words we left unsaid. Would matter not tomorrow, when we hear if we were wed. The final day is coming, when we will all be gone. And I pray that the Lord, will embrace all those He won. Wh

 I call upon your name, in the way that I should go. For you have promised me, you will tell me what I need to know. I look to the one, who knows my head of hair. And with force to be reckoned, I will never bow in fear. I am a woman of worth and I fight to the end. With radical faith, I go warring with my friend. I will take what is mine, whether small, whether great. Till my glory days are over and I am loosed from extra weight. I am blessed of the Lord, to render unto Him. All the cares of this world and my light as it grows dim. What can man do to me, that my God cannot defend.... Till The Majesty I see, I will trample and I will rend. Come away with me, if heaven is your course. Know that forever, the Lord will be your boss. Up to the mountain, where eagles' homes are built. We will praise Jehovah Jireh, whose fields will never wilt.

 A fly might be coming, but the honey is my own. And the jezebel spirit, will die before it's sown. Though you think you can take, what is mine to behold. I will destroy your altar, in the name of the Lord. To protect what is mine, I will get down on my knees. So take your devices or I will swap you like fleas. I am not just a thing, you can fight with delight. For with power and with might, I will turn off your light. Since days of old, you will read what was told. How favour comes running, to those who are bold. I will break you and beat you, and hang you out to dry. And watch the vultures come and eat you when you die. Do not think you can come and handle my gold. For in tears you will run and in slavery, be you sold. If you look, you will see, there are angels by my side. To crush your bones to dust, as your grave is open wide. So fear me, little demon, for I am covered by the Blood. And make no mistake, I will crush you like a flood. Go back where you belong, with your head to

 Love me or leave me, that is your choice. But whatever you choose, I will always have a voice. I was made in the light, with power and with might. And till kingdom come, I will walk by faith and not sight. What you think I must do, is not yours to decide. For in freedom I was told, that doors will open wide. Where you go, I may not, but in all that you do. I hope you make a difference and get what is your due. The choices that I make, is not for you to know. For my destiny was chosen and I will reap what I sow. The life I must live, is the Cross I must bear. And in all that I do, I will never be in fear. You can walk by my side, or look the other way. But know that my heart, will never be your stay. I am sold to the one, who put meat on my bones. And by faith I will rise, though I be looked at with scorn. To live I must be, a calm in the storm. For every raging wind, might be out of the norm. I pray for the day, when I look up and see. The Lamb that was slain, coming back for me.

 Christmas is coming, some say the goose is getting fat. But what about the children, who are beaten with a bat.... Where are the ones, who are called of the Lord.... To stand in the gap and cry, HELP US, oh God. Jesus I know and Paul I know, says Satan to all, but who are you... Where are the called, of the Lord Most High.... The sons and the daughters, who will fight till they die.... If by reason of fear, you have rejected the Cross. Then you will ride the devil's tide, for heaven you have lost. The time is drawing near, for the Lord to appear. To take His own to glory, from all their worry and care. To partake of the feast, that is cooked in fine wine. To sit at His table and with the King, sup and dine. Where you make your bed, there you will lie. And whatever you choose, may your heart never cry. The Via Delorosa, was for you and for me. But you must know the one, whose hands hold the key. The sound of the trumpet, is calling out your name. To walk the road to Nineveh, for li

 You went in the garden, with sorrow and dread. As fields of grey, were tattered and dead. Alone you carried, our burdens, so great. As your sweat and blood cried, with so much weight. Oh Lord, you knew, we needed a friend. To cleanse our sins, to the bitter end. Though tangible thoughts, were your purpose for us. You carried our future, from earth to the dust. As I read in your Word, all the pain you endured. There's an ache in my heart, that just cannot be soothed. You came to this world, to die in my place. So my Thank You Lord, may it never be erased. One day when I meet you, in the sweet by and by. I might travel back in time, perhaps with a sigh. To see the heavens open, as the angels watch on high. As you journeyed up the hill, to be crucified and die. My eyes are all teary, as I look to the sky. And I watch all the stars, as they bid our sins goodbye. In my heart I can hear, as the Lord whispered clear. Father, forgive them, for to Me, they are dear.

 If I must live a thousand years. And be without you, through all my fears. Then I would trade all that is mine. To have you near me, instead of wine. If I must sit with kings on thrones. And eat the meat, from off their bones. Then I will give, the chair prepared. To taste the crumbs, from my Master's bread. If I must walk a million miles. To partake, in the devil's wiles. Then I would make, a choice to stand. And defend, alone, the Lord's own land. If I must choose which road to take. I would choose the one, for righteousness sake. For me to live, I must live in God. And for me to die, I will die in God.

Yahweh, my heartbeat, my one true God. In you I become, by the power of the Blood. Good thoughts in my head, fill the cup in my hand. And walking by your side, is where I belong. Majestic you stand, as you speak your command.  Pouring love on the meek and to those who are weak. Withholding nothing, freely you give. To drink from the fountain, so forever I can live. Jehovah Jireh, the one who provides. On a table before me, to have and decide. Your mercy... Your grace...   All your promises made. Poured into my heart, so it can never, ever fade. I live in your arms and have nothing to fear. For Nissi, my banner, is my constant care. In prayer I will seek, what in you, I should do. For all that I have, is much more, than my due.

 I write this letter, to you, with love. To express in words, what I feel inside my heart. All my life, I have loved you. All my life, you are all I have ever known. I have always been a Christian. So many times I failed you. So many times I disappointed you. There have been times, I didn't consider the Cross. I didn't understand, what being loved by you, truly meant. Everyday, you are my shield. Everyday, you are my weapon of warfare. My comfort and my peace. You take me from strength to strength and manifest your presence in my life, every single day. I love you more than words can ever say. I love you more than all the sand by the sea.... more than all the leaves on every tree.... more than all the stars in the heavens ... more than my life and breath. You are my honeycomb.... my joy.... my kingdom come. Father, without you, I am nothing. I cannot imagine my life, without you in it. Everyday I wake up, to fulfill my purpose. Everyday I fall deeper and deeper in love with you

 My relationship with the Lord, is my number one priority. It defines who I am as a person and as a vessel that is meet for the Master's use. I can have everything on the earth, but if I don't have Jesus, I have nothing. The Bible says... what shall it profit a man, to gain the whole world and loose his own soul. My destiny is not in man or anything pertaining to man. My life and my time here on earth is surrendered to the Most High God. I live by the precepts and principles of the Lord. He alone dictates to me, what I can or cannot do. My living is led by The Holy Spirit. I am not my own.  I am a joint heir with Jesus. Everything I do, must be a reflection of who HE is in me. When I stand before the Lord on judgment day, I need to hear Him say, well done thou good and faithful servant.... and not, depart from me, I know you not. You may not like me.... But understand this my friend... I was not put here on the earth to be liked by you. If you like me, praise God.... if you don

I'm sorry for the hurt, you carry all day. But I didn't do it, and just wanted to say. The weight on your back, you must lay it aside. Because in your future, you will take it for a ride. The ones who profess, they are working in My Name. And declaring to all, that all gods are the same. One day they will stand and account for their lies. When My judgment will fall and sever every tie. There are those who think, that I cannot see. The hurt and the pain, they inflict on my key. I Died on the Cross, for the sins of all men. But only My Chosen, I will call My friend. I know the ones, My Father gave to Me. And I hear their voices, for their heart I can see. I assign my angels, to protect them from all harm. Because I know, that in Me, there is calm. I'm sorry for the times, you cry yourself to sleep. And I see you broken, every time you would weep. I give you My grace, that is sufficient for you. Because in your sorrow, I am refining you, like new. Through every test and trial

 Don't cry for me, when I am gone. Don't tell others, that you loved me long. Don't store up my memories, deep inside your soul. Because when I was alive, I was never your goal. I looked to you for love, but all I got was hate. And many times I cried, while sitting at your gate. I longed for the day, you would call out my name. But all I got instead, was pictures of my shame. Many nights I sat and I thought in my mind.  If only I stayed down, you might not be unkind. I tried and I tried, to be all you need. But you laughed me to scorn and mocked me indeed. I have walked on the road and travelled on my own. And I learned to depend, on the seeds I had sown. I drank from the cup, that was filled to the top. And trusted in the Lord, that I would never be a flop. Now that I'm gone, may your heart be all fed. In the things that you choose and the one that you wed. I hope that your life, be forever with grace. And your bed be all made, with fine linen and lace. Don't live

 You cannot take my place before God.  You cannot worship Him on my behalf. You cannot love Him the way I can. You cannot represent Him for me. I alone must do the best that I can, before the Lord. I alone must decide if my praise and worship is worthy of the Most High God. I alone can ask for forgiveness for my sins. I alone must decide to bow before the King. If you do it on my behalf, it is not the same. My worship is MY WORSHIP. I need to communicate my thoughts and heart to my God. To invite HIM in, is my responsibility and my privilege. One of these days I would have to stand before the Lord and give Him an account of my life. No one can speak on my behalf. I will stand alone. I alone will know my fate on that faithful day. As much as I am grateful for your help.... to encourage me and support me... there are things I need to do on my own. Thank you for your season in my life. I pray the Lord bless you in return, as you have been a blessing to me. But I alone must choose, to eit

 With the nation of Israel, we stand. To lift them in prayer, by the Lord's command. Victorious they will be, for thus saith the Lord. As the armies of heaven, destroy, every evil cord. Oh Heavenly Father, may your footsteps lead. As we lift up our voices, may you remember your seed. Let them say to their bones, be you strengthened with might.  For the Governor of the nations, will defend you, by right. Your heart shall live forever, oh Israel, my love. And you will not be afraid, for you fit me like a glove. Ten thousands of people, may think you are dead. But, I The Lord say, by my hand, you are fed. The heathen will sink, in the pit, they have made. And every evil severed, and buried with a spade. Though they think to oppress, the chosen of the Lord. The Jericho walls, with cut every cord. Every nation and people, as the apple of HIS eye. Will stand and unite, and bid the enemy goodbye. We will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised. So the floods of ungodly men, will

 If you should see me fading, in the dust. Stretch forth your hand, so in you, I can trust. Do not let the me, I am. Disappear, like a tinker's damn. I may not be, your cup of tea. Or give you what, you need from me. But if you take the time to know. You will see, how far, we will go. I smile and show, how much I care. To those around me, without fear. Do not doubt, and hold me bound. To things that others, throw on the ground. Hold my hand, and let us walk. For by uniting, we can sit and talk. Get to know me, and be my friend. And I will love you, to the very end. At times, the words, that others speak. Bring forth much hindrance, to the weak. But if you take, the time to stay. I will lead you, on the right pathway.

 I keep searching for something, but yet cannot find. What I want most, that might be a blessing in kind. I look and I look, till tiredness come. But all I feel inside, is disappointment and glum. I think in my head, the right answer is there. But when I look around, I can't find it, anywhere. What lessons to be learnt, I keep asking my heart... For what I need most, is not singing, like a lark. I know I need grace, to continue my search. Because everything draws me, deeper in a lurch. I pray to the Lord, to intervene, in my cause. And show me His love, with wide open doors. By faith I will get, what is prepared for me. For though I am waiting, all obstacles must flee. I give all my questions, to the Lord in prayer. And I wait patiently, in His love and care. Though molding and making, might take up much time. The refining will bring, what is free, from a dime. I bow to the Lord, for His kingdom to come. So I can testify, of where HE brought me from.

Daddy, I need you, on this journey where I walk. For mountains and valleys and hurdles, therein stalk. I am weak, but you are strong.... and I believe in my heart. That forever and always, you would never steer me wrong. Daddy, I look to you, for all that I need. Because in your care, I will go, where you lead. I know that at times, disappointment might come. But in all that I do, you are where my help comes from. Daddy, I am grateful, that I am destined to succeed. For you have equipped me, with everything I need. I pray everyday, for your hand on my life. And goodness and mercy, to be a good wife. Daddy, the garden, where I toil, might be hard. But I trust you to comfort me, on days when I am sad. As I press on each day, I look to the east. To see the clouds you promised me, protect me, from the beast. Daddy, my answers are Yea and Amen. To all you have set, let your help never end. I give you my all, as I dress with your care. Forsaking all others, your burdens, I will bear.

 As a parent, it is my responsibility, to cover my children in prayer. It is not a game, to show my hand, on a board of truth or dare. I send them out, protected and sealed. In the name of Jesus, to be preserved and healed. Like Job said once, perhaps they have sinned. So I offer a sacrifice, everyday of my life. I go to God, by faith, to say. I have surrendered them all, and to show them the right way. I speak the Word, and the promises said. Upon my sons, and my daughters, to be led. To season their words, with salt and declare. That by God's grace, they will rise and not fear. This mother's womb, brought forth new life. To show the world, the love of a Wife. To shine the light, of God's only Son. So those who are lost, could finally be won. My treasures of bearing, the chosen of the Lord. Will show forth generations, where there is room and board. To sit at a table, and dine with the King. Is this mother's prayer, when we will gather and sing.

 I was born a sinful man... But by the grace of God I stand. I was sent here to season, what was in the Lord's command. I did not ask to travel, through the fruits of the womb. But here I am before you, like a flower yet to  bloom. I make so many mistakes, and I fail in different ways. To do what might bring honour... And to bathe in God's own gaze. I fall asleep in labour... And I run when I should walk. But in the midst of adversity.. I will dance, while silence stalks. I hunger for the filling, of more than words can say. And I desperately need, much grace to not delay. I look toward the heaven... And I cry with tears of joy. In gratitude to Jesus.. For destroying the devil's ploy. A sinful man I am. But by faith I will always stand. To rise above my circumstance. And destroy Satan's plan. To come here was my service. To do the will of God. And till kingdom come, I press on. Till I hear the trumpet sound.

 I told you once, I told you twice. Baby, I love you, like heads love lice. Your dress is by far, the prettiest I've seen. And the swaying of your hips. Draws me like a string bean. I hear the music play, on the jukebox all day.  And inside my head I see you... As you call me to play. The beating of my heart, reminds me of tart. And all I can do, is throw you on the cart. I am bound by the fruits, that jiggle when you walk. And my hands keep on itching, like camels on a stalk. The yippee aye yay , from my lips to your bliss. Depicts all the gladness, of your taste when we kiss. I won't forget, the hand that you wave. As I drive slowly, thinking how I should behave. In the mirror I watch, as your beauty starts to fade. And I can't wait to come home... To see you dressed in jade. I know at times the words, that fall from my lips. Are not the kind that show you, how much my insides flip. But if here on this planet, I can love you all my life. Then Hallelujah Jesus, I thank God

 I get each morning and I try to do my best. But with my family to care for, I always look a mess. I sweat in the hustle, and my hair looks like crap. And before it is lunchtime, I could do with a nap. From laundry to cleaning and cooking what I can. I wish many times, I can sit on a fan. My time for the day, is not mine to behold. For moment by moment, I keep looking old. My house looks a mess, though I toil in the day. And I'm in, then I'm out, as there are bills I must pay. I know that I'm special as a wife and a mom. But sometimes I wish, that I don't look like a bum. I pray for the night, when I can lie on my bed. To think of what went on, and the words that was said. The knock on my door, as my eyes starts to close. And the whisper of "I LOVE YOU MOMMY", touches my heart, as I doze.

 On a Pilgrim's journey, I came to this land. By the grace of God, now I understand. I am here to water, every planted seed. To fertilize the soil and pull out every weed. Through the doorway of hope, I have travelled afar. Without shoe laces, and soles made of tar. In my hand was my grip. And with words on my lip. I set to conquer, what the Lord had command. In my mother's womb, I was held with care. And cocooned and nestled, was my bed without fear. Equipped with the talent, of love to portray. From Patmos to closing, the Son was my stay. Though sources of nothing, came with a cost. I held my belief, while others grew lost. Through burning with oil, my heart was not fried. I am on my way to heaven, because Jesus died.

 I can pray for you every single day. And I can tell you that, everything will be okay. But if you don't believe it's true. Then all I say, will die at the pew. I can lead you to the water. But I cannot make you drink. For you alone must decide. If what I do, is for your right. I can show you the importance, of having your bright smile. And tell you that you're beautiful... And the Lord will be your guide. But if you choose to bury, the richness of your heart. Then your cup will always be empty.. And the world will steal your joy. I can pour the love of Jesus... Deep inside your heart. And do all that is written, to make you understand. But if your heart is hardened... Then know that God will keep. All that He wants to give you. While you are fast asleep. I can bring you great, big fishes. On platters lined with gold. But if you reject my dishes. Then hunger will fill your bowl.

 Father, bless your children. Keep them safe from harm. Fill their hearts with wisdom. To make them understand. The devil does not like them. His plan is to destroy. To get them in his clutches. And take them all to hell. Father, keep your children. Away from earthly lust. Guide them on each pathway. So they don't go astray. Touch their mind and spirit. And shelter them from storm. I pray they be all strengthened. To fight, though weak and worn. Father, assign  your angels. To guard your children well. To let them know your mercy. To them is your command. Fill their cups with water. That flows from freedom's well. For in their time of trials. They might feather well. Father, heal your children. Of every pain and sore. Declare your love and favour. To knock on every door. Travel through each mountain. And take away their hurt. Shower them with goodness. To brighten this dark world. Father, let your Blood flow freely. To wash away their sins. Cleanse away unrighteousness. And se

 Israel, my darling, please do not weep. I will surround you, I am not asleep. I see your pain and I hear your voice. My angels are coming, so you can rejoice. My chosen, my children, don't you ever fear. I am your comfort and I am always near. Though armies may come, from the east and the west. Know that you will rise up, and win every trial and test. Look up my children and watch as I ride. With armies of horsemen, on every wave of the tide. To protect you by fire, by night is my joy. I will burn every fetter, that the devil might deploy. Weep not my children, for Daddy is here. To defend what is mine, I will pour my wrath everywhere. On the Cross up the hill, I remembered my own. And forever and ever, you will be the seeds I have sown. My hedge is around you, do not think I am lost. To seek and to save, I have paid on the Cross. Look to the mountain, like Elisha did once. For in the twinkling of an eye, my Holy Spirit will bounce.

 In the darkest hour of the night, God is there beside you. When you are hurting and filled with despair, He is your comfort. When you are all alone, He says you are not alone. Though war should rise up against you, God will be your confidence. When your back is against the wall, you can lean on Jesus. When all hope is gone, you can call upon the Lord. When you are desperate for a table before you, the Lord prepares one for you. Though you might be spit upon and rejected, the Lord will wrap you up in His loving arms and hold you tight. When you are down in the valley, He will be your sword and shield. When fire rages all around you, you will not be burned. When words like arrows shoot against you, the Lord will raise a standard for you. He is your anchor in the waves. He is your ever present help in times of trouble. His phone line is always working. His arms are not too short that it cannot reach out and touch you. His ears are always listening for the sound of your voice. Your worshi

 Sometimes you feel like Wednesday...  All stuck in the middle. With mountains all around you....  And in the valley there is dribble. When silence stalks and no one talks. And all you feel is gloom. Look up my friend, for help has come. To take you away, from the darkened slum. I know the cost of trying hard. Yet others think, to promote you bad. Gently though you seek to lift. The cup of crumbs  that is your gift. Do not think to quench your smile. Because you feel, it will revile. What you do, is ordained high. And not a voice can dare ask why. Who you are and what you are worth. Is not for others, to labour and birth. You were chosen by command. To be a light, so others stand. Take your burdens to the Lord. Up every mountain and down every vale. He has promised to lift you high. And never fail you, even if you die.

 I am a child of God, and I am bold to the hilt. To speak of His love, I declare without guilt. In honour I will rise, to defend what is right. To destroy in Jesus name, with all power and great might. As a child of the King, I will rise to the test. Because in my heart, I must give of my best. Each day I will pray, to honour and obey. The word of the Lord, for the price that He paid. I stand in His grace and I tarry at times. In the midst of despair, I often pay for my crimes. From rags to riches, I am grateful for the Cross. For the cleansing of my sins, I now know who is boss. By faith I declare, what is hard to believe. For to touch base with others, I will wear on my sleeve. This day I will journey, to pray and anoint. The ones who are called, and held dear, to apoint. My life here on earth, is God's to command. And with Him I carry, His banner where I stand. The souls I will win, for the gift of His Son. Make heaven rejoice, for those who were bound.

I sit in my corner and I look up to the sky. And in awe I would wonder, as I often ask why. To see the bright stars, that one day I might touch. Is served as a blessing, like a miller's own rush. I bask in the glow, of the wind as it sweeps. To caress every moment, in my heart, for to keep. I feel all the shadows, of the night's storyline. And with gratitude, I say.... Thank you Lord, I am thine. I pray to the Lord and in worship, I say. Oh Lord, bless your children... And please show them the way. May their will, be your own. As they travel to the unknown. And hold on to Jesus, though weary to the bone. I think to myself, there is so much to do. And I wish beyond measure.... I can do, but a few. I feel the embrace, of the love of my God. As He clothes me with favour... And whispers, I will never waver. On earth I will charter, even cunning to the hilt. In ways of my Father, to repent of my guilt. I am come to this world... But to heaven, I am bound. And when the battle is over

 Everyday we make decisions about what we should or shouldn't do. Where to go... What to eat.... What to wear..... What to say.... We make a choice to come or go. We pretend at times, about what we know. But the most important decision to make... Is to accept Jesus Christ, before it is too late. We can have the best that money can buy. And live in a mansion, or a plane that can fly. We can dress to impress. We can look our best. But if we don't serve Jesus.... We will fail every test. We can maintain our image, in the eyes of man. And think that the world, is in the palm of our hand. We can speak fluent words, in our quest for success. But if we don't love Jesus.... We will never have the best. We can travel the world... And dine with a king. And pay for each service, with gold or a ring. We can drive the best car and reach for a star. But if we don't know Jesus... In hell, we would see Him from afar.

 Why do you want to be like me.... Why should you even care... What is so different about me, that you do not possess... I am just like you. I smile, I laugh, I talk, I cry. Why do you want to be like me.... I get frustrated so many times. And to hear me yell, your heart might swell. Oftentimes I speak my mind. And that makes others, think I whine. So... Why do you want to be like me..... I go through pain and deep despair. I nod my head, when I am weak with fear. I labour daily, to unfold the frown. But in my haste, I often fall to the ground. So... Why do you want to be like me..... I struggle morning, noon and night. To get things right, without a fight. And when I go to bed at night. I praise the Lord, I am in His sight. So.... Why do you want to be like me... At times I fail to clean my house. And I run around just like a mouse. I feel the world upon my back. And I wish that others can cut me some slack. So.... Why do you want to be like me..... I live my life in peace and joy. An

 Death came knocking on his door. But he did not know he would be no more. He had no time to say goodbye. Or pack his bags. Or see others cry. He lived a life, all filled with love. And sowed good seeds, sent from above. To hear the words that people say. You might think he had found his way. Today we weep and mourn his loss. As we say farewell at any cost. Just to know we had him near. Would bring us comfort, in the midst of despair. Oh friend and brother, that you were. My heart is heavy, but I will endure. For the gift you gave, of love so fine. Would rest inside, until we sit and dine. I pray that God embrace you dear. And in His arms, you rest with care. Sleep in peace, until we meet. When we will bow, at Jesus's feet.

 The Lord is my provider. Of this I am sure. Green pastures I will lie on. For in wealth I was born. My Cup will run over. My God will be my shield. In everything I need to do. His grace will be my due. In sickness and in health. I am healed by strength and stealth. My morning breaks eternally. As every demon have to flee. I kiss the wind in wonder. As praises ever rise. For my clouds are lined with silver. And my heart will never quiver. I press on to my calling. To war against the dark. To pull down every stronghold. And trample every fold. By faith I trust in Yahweh. To catch me if I fall. To obey the Lord's commandments. And sift through every dent. Precious is my promise. To heaven I am bound. Yea and Amen are my knowledge. And by destiny I pledge. I fight with power in the Blood. To win each war that comes. For in the vineyard of my Husband. There's an army I command.