Repairer of the Breach Will you take this on? Will you fight? Will you do what os right - even while they tear at your flesh? Will you answer the abeng of your heart the haunting sounds of the drums as they speak to you of what's to come? Even when they tell you of dangers lurking in familiar places. Will you breach the electric fence and break the dam so water can flood the land again? Will you take that stand? Or will you sit drowning in your own spit as you reach for rotting morsels of flesh? Will you embrace your destiny? Will you be the repairer of the breach?
Tag: faith in God
Pure Faith
Pure Faith I stand on a mountain covered compeltely. Unable to see I stand still waiting watching, for God's degree. I don't know what is ahead but I know what I left behind: a tratious mob shouting for my decline, masked transient beings who seem true and real until you check your progress and realise they were always a part of your ordeals. So here I have come to see what I will become when I step off the edge, die to fear and live in pure faith.
Don’t Quit
Don't Quit Just because the sun did not shine on you today. Just becausethe rain came and washed away your way. Just because you feel the fear stealing over you. Just because your feet are worn walking in weary shoes. Don't quit don't give in to the voice that tries to imprison you from within.
Blessed Life
Blessed Life Everything worthwhile is up hill and the Son shines there the brightest. A blessed life gives life, abundantly, continually, without fail. A blessed life lets you follow a stream of comfort when you are low and makes your faith grow and grow. It lets you leave the darkness behind to follow the light. It takes you from the end and brings you to a newness you could never comprehend, unless you had seen it. Your problem meets your best life, with your blessed life, cries with joy and surrenders all. At the core is the source of all life and whatever you lose will come right back to you. That is a blessed life.
But For the Grace of God…
But For the Grace of God... But for the grace of God there go I... Broken I am not defeated no more I can speak of past disasters that remained untold. But for the grace of God I can stand after sitting in decay to the Light I prayed I said yes and was blessed for I could have been like the rest forgotten, downtrodden, but my weakness I confessed and by grace finished the test. Now I know, but for the grace of God there I go.
Do What is Right.
Do What is Right. Do what is right they say. What does that take? It takes a road less trodden One less friend to be your partner in crime to run and play with all day. It takes growing up being mature being responsible for the role your play. It takes moving forward resolute. It means leaving everything and everyone to find your way. It takes lots of tears to wash you and make you new. It means a baptism of fire and a living water that you can glide on to your destination.
This Feels Like God
This Feels Like God Each raindrop falling on leaves that gives me so much peace and with the sun shining down on me a light that makes me see the hand of God. A gentle gigle floating in the breeze that gets entagled with the trees reminds me of the innocence of one who believes in the promises of miracles. A gentle flowing stream that carries the wonders of life that washes over me and sets me free to grow, swell and just be free. In a truh that never cease For truth God holds the keys and so because this truth I know I say, "Yes Lord I agree".
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