Good Morning My Loves

 To fight the good fight of faith, you must die to yourself daily. There must be a separation between you and the world. You must cast all your cares upon the Lord, for HE careth for you. Though you are slayed, you must continue to rise. You will walk a lonely road, just you and the Lord. You will be rejected and refused, but strong as a cedar board. Like the trees of Lebanon, though the wind it blows.. You must straighten your back and be armed to your toes. To trust in the Lord and take up your cross.. There are tares you must cut and count them but loss. Arrows will be shot and laughter will be heard.. But your heart and your soul, must feast on God's word. In thunderstorms and sunshine, your bed might be hay.. Mosquitoes might bite you, as you kneel down to pray. Through all weather patterns, the garment of praise.. Must see you rejoicing, as the world looks amazed. Down on the dirt, you may scratch for your bread.. While water in the well, is dried up and dead. To declare that

 Where I go, you know.. I have gone to build you, a mansion up high.. That where I am.. There you could be too. Though I go, I will come again.. For your comforter and friend, will be with you to the end. If you believe in me, then you will have a home.. For the castle in the sky, will be your cover and your dome. Feed on my words, while you wait for my return.. And drink from my cup, as you hunger and you yearn. I will pray to my Father, when you are in need.. To send forth a raven, with bread as a seed. My promises to you, are yea and amen.. Though the prince of this world, will attack and transcend. If you put all your trust, where rust cannot find.. I will keep you in safety, with love and with kind.