Good Morning My Loves

 I have sold my soul, to the King of Kings. Because I soar, on eagle's wings. My hope is bound, in the crown of thorns. And my destiny lies, where there is no frowns. In times of trouble, my God is there.. In prayer I go, for I do not fear. The armies of heaven, are my shadow at will. And my house is built, with a craftman's skill. I pray each day, as I yield myself.. That I be shifted, from the dust on the shelf. Few are my companions, on this journey I take. But Peter, James and John, are my constant at the stake. Skills of the trade, to build a house of prayer.. Can only come from heaven, for Jesus is my care. Up I will rise, at the dawn of the day.. For by grace I must choose, the one and only way

 I delve into my memories and I look into the room.. To feast my eyes on faces, where there was no gloom  I welcome each embrace, of those I held dear.. And I travel through the distance, to meet those who care. My collection of treasures, are worth more than gold. The price is above rubies, for my eyes to behold. I remember the days, when laughter joined the sun.. And the evervescence of portraits, were the moments when we won. On days of old, mercy paved the way.. Through trials and misfortune, the Lord was our stay. Heightened were our senses, when moonlight appeared.. For we danced and we sang, while sorrow disappeared. Time in a cup, might overflow with gain. From morning until noon, we were strong in the pain. Though regret raised its head, we stood up as one. To conquer every trial, with God's only Son. I lost so many pleasures, I used to call my own. I cry with my heartbeat, but I know I have won. The mystery of memories, of travelling through the dust. Are the answers...

 I'm trying, I'm trying, to do what I can... Because I have big dreams, to go to a different land. To taste and see, that the Lord is good.. In all I do, so I'm not misunderstood. The challenge to get up, is not as easy as I thought. But I won't back down and I won't be bought. I am trusting in the Lord, because HE is my source. In all that I do, Jesus is my boss. My imagination runs wild, when I ponder on my dreams. For my destiny is calling and I am burning at the seams. Just to touch but a thread, is all that I need.. To go beyond the natural, where there is no weed. My heavenly Father, please answer my prayer. My heart is yearning, but I will not fear. My trust in you, is further than the east.. So come fill my cup and I will partake of your feast. Goodbye to the tears and the weight on my back. For the new day will dawn, by faith without slack. I came thus far, because the God I serve.. Is my ever present help and I will get what I deserve.

 Dress like the warrior, you were created to be. Put on your armour, so your enemy will see. Take up your sword and your shield, with might. For the armies of the Lord, will be your defense in fight. Do not fear the fox, or his demonic fold. For you have been blessed, from before days of old. Ride in your chariot, with horses of red.. For the battle you are in, will continue till you are dead. Precepts and principles, of the Lord, you must hold. For without any knowledge, your heart will be cold. Ride with the tide and bow to the Lamb.. For the first and the last, will be your Gilead balm. From the rising of the sun, to the setting of the same.. Let your voice be heard and your candle ever flame. Hope in the valley, where snakes slither through. For great is your reward, when you see what is due. Know that you are strong, to climb upon the hill. For in your care of comfort, your fears will be still. Blessed be your footsteps, as you chart on your course. For your jubilee has come,...

 You don't know me. You don't know who I am. You don't know where I've been. You don't know where I come from. You don't know what I've been through. You don't know my thoughts. Were you there, when I cried in the night? Were you there, when I was covered in fright? Were you there, when I searched for hope? Were you there, when I felt defeated and could not cope? You look at me and you see me smile. You think to yourself, I did not walk a lonely mile. You spit on the ground and hope I would slip. But the awakening of your spirit, would be like an un salted tip. So many times, I needed your hand. So many times, I had no strength to stand. So many times, I struggled with pain. So many times, I thought I was going insane. Run with your horse and boast of yourself. Say to your friends, I am just a poor little elf. Let your foray of voices, lift to be heard. But neglect not to see, I do not carry a heavy load.

 Like a lizard on the wall, you will crawl all your days. You will stay in defeat and wallow in your ways. Deep in the night, you will hear screams for flight.. As the forces of evil, come at you with might. I am defended, by the armies of grace. When battles are raging, there are angels in haze. Your kindred spirit, is not blessed like mine.. For the defender of my life, is never unkind. Lustful you are, for the treasures beneath. While heat from the flames, be your dwindling seat. Thus saith the Lord, to His child that I am. I am more than a conqueror and He is the Lamb. Destined for greatness, I will always be. While deep in the pit, darkness you will see. While you sup from richness, I feast on bread. But glory hallelujah, I will not be dead.

 Did you think I would be afraid, when you held me bound? Did you think I would scream, or not make a sound?  Did you say to yourself, I would cry like a babe? Did you hope to see me weakened and defeated as I swayed? You do not know, the woman I am. You do not know, the inside of my glam. You do not see, my strength buried deep. You do not see, the tears as I weep. I am not a simpleton, trembling at my knees. I am not a failure, who just quit when I please. I am called a warrior, who will fight to the end. I am carved in stone and the Lord is my friend. Who you say I am, means nothing  to me. Who you represent, I don't even see. Who you are in might, is really very weak.. Who you have beside you, is not who I will seek. You cannot control me, or the life that I live. You cannot defeat me, or carry what I give. You will never walk, in my shoes for one day. You will stay down in the valley, while to God I will pray.