They said they heard a war, growling in our bellies, said we had a taste for blood, they imagined us clawing apart, our country, hungry and greedy…
This is not a poem. Life is tough. Get up. When the enemy knocks you off your feet, get some sand in your hands and throw it in his eyes. Then get up.
Your children obey your words; to glorify your Name; I; glorify your Name, forever and ever.
I dreamt I was invited to heaven for the birthday party of our Lord Jesus Christ. I thought of all the kinds of gifts I could buy for my Lord. The more shops I visited, the more confused I became.
Who am I is the question I ask myself, As I walk down the streets of the world. The answer is unknown to me, As my personality changes day to day.
One moment, we are a race who sees beauty in everything; The next, we have devolved into a race that sees beauty only in the vanity of appearance.
Thankful for: Grace Always, Grace to Embrace, Grace to Praise, Grace to Raise, Grace to say “YES”, …All of my Days
When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’!” I’m whispering “I was lost, Now I’m found and forgiven.” When I say… “I am a Christian” I don’t speak of this with pride. I’m confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide. When I say… “I am a…