My Humble Cry!!!!

I feel like I am not seen.

Stuck in between.

Still replaying the same old scene.

Caught in a dream.

Like I am terribly mean.

So dark, I can't see Your beam.

Why can't anyone see,

 how I long not to be me?

How I ache to be set completely free.

How I yearn to be strong like a tree.

How I wish for my heart to fill with glee.

Why, I can clearly see,

 that the battle is in the mind.

How I ache for mine,

 not to get in a bind.

I yearn, to feel sweet and kind.

Oh, how I wish satan would halt to a grind.

Why, I can see it all so clear.

How I ache to hold You Dear.

I yearn, cause You are so near.

How I wish I wasn't still full of fear.

My Saviour Please, hear my humble cry.

Sometimes it is so hard to try.

It's like I'm always reaching for that pie in the sky.

There are times I feel like I could fry.

My, My, I feel so rye.

I'm so thankful I can see through this lie.

Truth is, there are times, I know I don't have to vie.

I already have my Guy.

Then I have to once again, let you loosen the ties.

Sigh, it's time to dry.

Soon I will fly high.

For my time with my Father, is very nigh.

My Chosen Nation!!

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Why do you feel so numb.

And your spirit is bum.

You can not be healed with rum.

My children are not dumb.

If you would take just a crumb.

Every morsel is yum.

Listen to the beat of My drum.

It's a sweet tune.

A tune I want you to hum.

You know the sum.

My chosen one's,

 all you have to do is come.

You didn't want a fight.  So My plan was flight.

I helped you escape by My precious light.

To you the timing was tight. But I had planned it just right.

The water did not soar high, like a kite.

But it was separated to the perfect height.
You cried out from fright.  But I always had you in My sight.

When you hungered, I made sure there was always a bite.

Still to this day, you feel a slight, not quite.

That night, I gave you My might. 

So you would know and believe,

 that I gave you My Son, on a starry night.

You are not a pack of blind mice.

Though there are those,

who try to keep you in a vise, full of lice.

Starved for a plate of rice.

Please, stop rolling the dice.

This world can be so harsh.

But My plan for you is, so sweet and nice.

Know that I will do whatever it takes to entice.

I long for you here with Me, in My paradise.



A Father Calling His Child Home!!

This is a story that must be told.

The process is sometimes painful.

But the ending will unfold.

Your story is more precious than platinum gold.

You truly are something to behold.

I will not let your legacy grow cold.

Nor will it ever be sold.

You will forever be bright and bold.

Right  now, all that matters is you have been cast in My mold.

I have given you a mission.

So please, now listen.

Your illness will not go into remission.

But My sweet one, I will not leave you wishing.

I will replace what is missing.

There is time for kissing,

and maybe even a little fishing.

Just keep your eye on the vission.

You are coming home.

Where you will never again roam.

You won't be flown.

But I have you a seat on the most beautiful roan.

I know it's hard not to moan,

when it feels like you have been given a bone.

But sweet one, everyone is just on a loan.

Your wound has been sewn.

There is nothing for you to atone.

And you will never be alone.

This storm will soon pass.

Then it will be finished at last.

The mold has been cast.

They will just have to fast.

But for you, I have a giant bass.

There will be a great mass,

that will give a little sass.

But I am ready for My lovely little lass.

God's Words of Comfort.

Sweet one, you feel like you are adrift on a cloud.

Or lost in the crowd.

Wanting to shout out loud.

Send out the hound.

So I can be found.

So hard for you not to be proud.

You can't see over that mound.

Because it's not perfectly round.

My child even this hurdle I will pound,

into the ground.

You are not to be bound.

I will keep you safe and sound.

So hold on tight, you are fixing to be wowed.

You are My glorious creation.

There could never be an imitation.

You are with Me for the duration.

Isn't it the sweetest realization.

Loved one, sometimes you stand

 and yes, sometimes you muddle.

But you make it through the temptation.

With My love you don't have a need for justification.

I'll put it in a quotation.

Your heart feels enough lamentation.

Give room to your ventilation.

No need for self incrimination.

Christ was your purification.

It is not just an inclination.

This is your station.

You are in the perfect location.

No need for examination.

You are exactly what I intended,

like a sweet and beautiful carnation.

Remember Me?

When you were just brand new,

I was walking with you.

You had just started taking your first steps.

Suddenly you lost your balance right at the stairs depth.

My arms grabbed you tight.

I wasn't about to let you plunge down that flight.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.

I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

One time when you were very little,

we were walking across the street.

Out of nowhere came a truck.

I stood right in the middle.

There was no time to piddle.

Your mind always wondered,

what a riddle.

But I was not about to let you perish.

For you were way to cherished.

Do you remember?

Oh father, of course I do.

I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Thinking back to when you were just a child.

Everybody thought you were a wee bit wild.

I was walking you through the trees.

When you thought what's the harm,

I'm just going to poke at a few bees.

I wrapped you in My embrace.

No, I didn't even leave a tiny space.

They were not getting to your sweet face.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.

I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

It's been a while now,

 but you were just becoming a man.

You were driving your parent's van.

you had just reached for her hand.

It was so dark,

you never saw the curve in the park.

Neither of you received a mark.

I covered you both with my shield.

I could not let either of you be killed.

For you had already found your one.

And you two were far from done.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.

I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Just yesterday,

you were swimming in the bay.

So relaxed at play.

Then the tide switched ,

and tried to drag you away.

I used My body like a rope.

So that you could cope.

How you swam with renewed hope.

My tenacious love kept you afloat.

Do you remember?

Oh Father, of course I do.

I'm so sorry I ever forgot You.

Today I am old and grey.

But at last I have found my way.

Now I know I am in Your hands,

soft as clay.  And it is here I will stay.

I've been so afraid You would not remember me.

Thought I was lost at sea.

How my spirit longed to flee.

But instead I sent up my plea.

That You would fill my heart with glee.

So here I am asking for He.

Down on my knees.

Father, I'm just praying You will remember me.

Oh My precious and loved child,

Of course I do.

I could never forget you.

God's Tender Grace.

My beloved daughter, lift up your chin.

Always remember, he is never going to win.

Your beautiful face was made for an innocent grin.

There is nothing I will not mend. 

 Your heart you do not have to defend.

It is not a great sin. Your kin I am here to tend.

To you, My strength I will lend.

I will blow him away with My strong wind.

For what I begin, I always end.

On that you can depend.  If needed, I'll say it again.

He tries to discourage.

But I forever encourage.

His game, is blame and shame.  But even through the rain,

 he will never beat My name.

You see, I made the final score when Jesus came.

He thinks this tactic will make you veer.

It is meant to fill you with fear and tears.

But let Me make one thing clear,

It's not going to happen.  Not with Me so near.

All because sweet one, I'm right here.

The liar thinks if he cheats.  He can sift you like wheat.

Thinking he's strong enough to defeat.

But the joke's on him, I've got the sneaky one by the seat.

I told you I would repeat, you and your family are complete.

The battle. The victory!

How long will this battle rage on.I pray it isn't long.

He tries to tell me, it's because I've done something wrong.

I pray his voice will soon be completely gone.

My confusion and fears he will no longer be able to prolong.

Nor will he ever again string me along.

Oh Father, as I sit here and wait.  I will give thanks,

and sing out Your song.  For it is to You I belong.

Where did all this confusion and pain come from?

Hurt and anger is not what I will become.

I am not dumb.  No, I refuse to let him make me numb.

My God has given me the sum.

It is His verse I will hum. To the beat of His drum.

It is like being hit out of no where by a great lightening bolt.

It truly gave me a jolt.  But oh, my sweet Saviour,

I will not revolt.  Your work will not be hindered, especially by a dolt.

He doesn't get a vote.  I thank you that I am in Your arms,

and they will tote me across this mote.

He's already dead, killed by your colt.

This I know from the quotes You wrote, in Your note.

Eyes

If I had Your eyes, maybe then I would see his lies.

Then I wouldn't feel the need to cry.

If you had these eyes, I'm sure you would see how hard I try.

You would understand my deep sighs.

If I had those eyes, Oh, the eyes of my Guy.

At last they would dry.

I wouldn't have to sit praying, oh my, oh my.

My dear Lord why?

If you had my eyes, you would see how I apply, to always fly.

My wings striving to take me way up high.

With Your eyes, these eyes, those eyes, my eyes,

one thing is easy to see.  I'm never saying goodbye.

The faithful Father's reply.

Oh My sweet child,

 I have filled your body with My light.

I am opening your eyes,

 so you will regain your sight.

You will no longer live in the night.

In you, I will breathe all of My delight.

Never again will your lungs feel tight. 

I am freeing you from your plight. 

 I have already saved you from this fight.

My precious little one.

It was never your ears,

 that caused you not to hear.

It was all of your fears.

Sometimes, they can kick you in the rear.

I am right here.

I'm washing away your tears.

I am removing your fears.

And I'll do it with the help of your peers.

No longer will you feel queer.

Do not listen to their jeers.

They are lies that try to make you veer.

Always remember, I love you My dear.

Feel Me now.  You are in My embrace.

I love your graceful face.

There is no need for a crutch,

 I will carry you at My pace.

Please know, you will never be encased.

As you lift Me up in praise.

I will fill you up with an overflowing grace.

As for strength,

I am giving you more than a trace.

So  much, that you will want to race,

 all the way to My place.

My loved one,  know that you are free.

This is how I created you to be.

Fly straight to Me

You will smell My scent on the breeze.

This wind, will carry you through the trees,

and over the seas.

  All the way to My knees.

I promise your tears will be gone.

In this do believe.

My fair one, as for your taste.

They are being replaced.

There is no such thing as a waste.

Every morsel, I will make sure to baste.

All of this I am doing with undo haste.



The desperate plea.

It is so dark in here.  Why can't I see?

It is so hard to breathe.

How will I ever get free?

Please Father God, come and save me.

Why can't I hear?  All I can feel is fear.

I'm covered in my tears.

I think they are clogging up my ears.

Hey, I'm right here.  You're so near.

  Get it in gear.

Hurry, I am feeling quite queer.

How I long to feel your touch.

If  I just had a crutch.

I would hobble out of this hutch.

I know it wouldn't take much.

If I could just feel a nudge.

For some reason I can't seem to smell.

I am not feeling very well.

It's like Your scent has been swept away in a great gail.

Maybe I'm being confined in a jail.

If I was a quail, I'd fly far away, right through all this hail.

How I would spread my wings and tail.

Instead, here I am, biting my nails.  While my tears collect in a pail.

Oh no, I can't even taste.  Every morsel is like a thick paste.

There is not a bit of nourishment for me.

Every bite I take is just a big waste. 

 I'm asking You to please, help me.  And I'm asking You to come with undo haste.

Just ask the King.

You are no different than she.

I also gave you He.

I will not leave you adrift at sea.

Nor will I let you be.

So why not ask Me.

I am not a thing.

Nor a puppet on a string.

I am your glorious King.

Take cover under My wing.

I love to hear you sing.

I know it is hard to believe.

Yet, even conceive.

that I will never leave.

All you have to do is cleave.

I am here to stay.

I have cleared the way,

 for all of your days.

I will not lead you astray.

You can hear Me too.

You are not a fool.

There is no special rule.

You don't have to go to school.

When you are cold, I cover you with My wool.

When you are hot, I have given you water to keep you cool.

I have covered all your needs.

This I have done indeed.

Every day, I hear you plead.

And I have not left you in the weeds.

Nor will I ever flee.

So, all you have to do is call on Me.

Nourished in God's garden.

You shall live in My garden.

Yes, My love was your pardon.

Your heart will no longer be hardened.

You, My prized rose, are oh, so fragrant.

Yes, as My Son shines on you,

 you will become wonderfully radiant.

No longer will you be ruled by a tyrant.

Yes, the one who is so belligerent.

Whose lies convinced you,

 that you were less than a vagrant.

Who wanted to make you his immigrant.

No more, though his words at times were almost hypnotic.

He tried to keep you confused, by making your life chaotic.

Convincing you that all people were phycotic.

You have finally seen that he is the one who is neurotic.

You are no longer entombed.

For My faithfulness has never stopped feeding your blooms.

You My fairest flower were cucultivated, to be pruned.

Always assume, that I am clearing your clouds of gloom.

I planted you even before you entered the womb.

He knows he is already doomed.

This is why he tried so hard to plant weeds that will loom.

Yes, My love is here to intoxicate.

It will also help you to meditate.

As I exfoliate and eradicate.

My words will now flow on your palette.

As you lay prostrate.

No, I will not relent.

Though you were brought to this extent.

I will use it now to breathe into you My sweet scent.

I know you have been on the fence.

My words, I do not mince.

My blooming bud, you have already taken the time to repent.

Now please, come and dwell in My tent.

No, you won't have to pay any rent.

I will help you to vent.

I was never to lenient.

I know your heart had a big dent.

Yes, it was quite bent.

But no more, from this day, hence.

At first you will be a little timid.

But as My rain comes, you will become, oh so, vivid.

Your beauty will not be diminished.

You will not be left with one tiny blemish.

For your thirst will see you finished.

A sweet prayer song..

The greatest sacrifice.

What a beautiful price.

So hard to believe.

 You made it for me.

All so I could be free.

How I long to see Your sweet face.

I love the feel of your warm embrace.

All my brokenness is gone.

 No, there is not even a trace.

I am blessed with your grace.

Oh Lord, as my face brushes the floor.

I cry out, please, always give me more.

My King, never let me close my door.

There are times when I am weak.

And my spirit wants to leave.

But, You Lord, give me the strength to cleave.

Let Your love safely weave.

When Your Son came.

He wiped away all my shame.

I ask to always remember this in Jesus's name.

For You have filled my heart with glee.

Just by loving me, for me.

Oh, Father from You I will never flee.

Oh my Elshadi,

 thank you for always hearing my cry.

I am so happy that I am alive.

And now I will never die.

Thank you my Father, my Elshadi.

Not me. You!

From the moment the mist turned into dew.

I have loved you.

You were Mine, from the beginning of time.

You were created in beauty from the start.

I gave you My heart.

Trust Me, I will not let you fall apart.

I wish you would see that I've worked it all out.

You don't have to doubt.

So, this is My message to you.

It is faithful and true.

I've got My hand on everything.

Please, rest under My wing.

All those that mean the most to you.

Haven't you realized I created them too.

I love them just as much as you do.

I will not leave them blemished or unfinished.

My sweet child. I hate seeing you yearn.

I have been patiently waiting for you to give Me My turn.

I am here. I have always been near.

And now I hope it's clear

I am going to pull up the rear, not you My dear.



Lil Lad

What a handsome little lad. 

 So much like your dad.

You were not born bad. 

That lie makes Me hopping mad.

It comes from the biggest cad.

I am writing this on a pad.

So you will no longer be sad.

My love, you have always had.,

 and it is so much more than just a tad.

Your scared I haven't been listening, Not true!

I hear you and I know how you have been wishing.

So much so, it has become more like you're itching.

You My son, no one is ditching.  Your pants you keep hitching.

Thinking it's your turn to do the pitching.

Not yet, hold still and let Me finish stitching.

Right now you're needed more in the kitchen.

First I need to correct your vission.

So you will be prepared for your mission.

Later we will do a little fishing.

Everything has it's sequence.

My plan I will not relinquish.

It breaks My heart to see you so squeamish

Even so, I know your love for me will never deminish.

My brave little man, you are the one that will see My plan to the finish.

My prayer of forgiveness

I am asking for your forgiveness now.

I humbly bow.  I am repenting my foul.

This is my vow.  I am shouting it loud.

I love you, wow!  I do this, how?

All because He has dried me with His towel.

Alot of my blame, was my own shame.

I forgot that everyone has their own pain.

This is the reason He came.  

So I could live out His name .

All this time I was so vain. 

 Now I know I am His dame.

At last my pain has wane.

Everyday I will wash this glorious mane in His rain.

His love has ordained that I am sane and my spirit has been tamed.

I have a feeling that He will keep healing as long as I keep kneeling.

My sins He will keep killing.  The layers He will keep pealing.

My mind He will keep sealing.

Grace He will keep dealing.

My head is still reeling.  From all that He is revealing.

Ugly is in the kilm.  Beautiful is not at the helm.

I pray somebody will get this on film.

For soon we will all live in His realm.

How could I forget!

How could I forget you?  Sitting in your pew.

Praying for My cleansing dew.  Seeking a new view.

So afraid I won't hear My cue.

Terrified your heart will never be new.

All because your doubts are more than a few.

I'm giving you more than a clue.

My love for you has always been true.

This I promise too.

My child, I have never forgotten you.

If I answer the monkey's pleas.

 With the berries and the leaves.

What makes you think I wouldn't answer thee.

When your stomach cries out, oh please.

Do I not give you honey from the bees?

And fruit from My trees?

When I covered the cows with leather.

To keep them safe from the wheather

Did I not remember you, when I gave you the animals to tether?

Which is much better than just a feather, or the cows leather.

When this land suffers a great thirst.

Do I not send a drenching burst,

So that you may be quenched first?

I will never forget that your body needs to be nursed.

You are always in my thoughts.

There is no need to look so fraught.

For this I have fought.

That your mind would be taught.

Your every need has already been bought.

You I have never forgot.

My name?

I'm calling your name. This is not a game. 

My glorious child there is no more reason to blame.

For I've wiped away all your shame.

There doesn't have to be any reason or rhyme.

It is just your time.

Come drink of My wine.

I know you have felt bogged down in a marsh.

At times it has just been so harsh.

But that is all really a farce.

It may feel like your going out on a limb.

But trust Me.  Jump in, and go for a swim.

There is no need to worry and fret.

It's not as if we just met.

Remember, I have aleady paid your debt.

I'm not a taker. Nor a shaker, or even a faker.

I'm just Me.  Your beautiful Maker, and sometimes your Waker.

I'm here to fill your heart with bliss, and I'll start with a sweet kiss.

Here to fulfill your greatest wish, and I won't miss.

My love for you reaches up to the sky.  It will never die.

My love is so high, that sometimes, even I cry when I see you try.

Then you give up, and your left wondering why, you have not been able to fly.

Your beauty is as wonderous as the sea.You are as strong as My tree.

If you will just come back to Me, that is all I will need you to be.

For I gave you He.

He is perfection. You are in His reflection.

In that, there is no regression.  you are My blessing.

My lovely daughter, I have not locked you in a shed.You are well read.

Please get that into your head. Now crawl up out of that bed.

We will be wed.  You are not dead.

Once you can completely see, when that cock crowed on three, it was how I meant it to be,

so that you would be free.  then you will call on Me , down on your knees.

He had to give, so that you may live. 

This He did.  My cherished kid.

I'm waiting for you to open your door.  So that I may pick you up off of the floor.

My georgeous girl.  My very precious pearl.

Your eyes

 I love your eyes.  In them there is nothing to despise.  Though sometimes they are dry.   Deep  inside I know you cry.  Your pain is impossible to disguise.  Please, don"t try to hide.

 I'm removing your vail.  So your eyes will not fail.  But there will be times when they go a little pale, and  when they do, I'll be your nighting gale.  I'll keep your eyes from going frail.  My love you will be able to smell.  My child, just inhale.

 I'm erasing your every blight.  every scar and stripe.  The time is finally right.  For you are perfectly ripe.  This fruit I want you to bite.  This is not alot of hype.  You are soaring to the highest of heights.  With all your might.  Now that I have restored your sight.  You are redeemed from the night.

God's rest

      I know you are tired.  At times you feel like you are mired. 

                                            
                                                It makes you weep.  Even in your sleep.

        My child please hear Me now.  Listen, I have given you My vow.

  My word is true.  I will follow it through.  So please don't be so blue.  I will always love you.

         You will walk in rest.  Right out of this mess.  My lovely lady, you are blessed.

  you are mine and not only for a time.  Follow My vine.  It will guide you through the line.

 We will walk with My feet.  All the way to My street. 

                                    I'll carry you on My back.  You won't even have to pack.

  Lay your head on My shoulder.  While I move this boulder.  Rest for a while.  I'll hold you closer.

  It's time to wipe your eyes.  You no longer have to cry.  I will never say goodbye.  I will be right here, by your side. 

This one's for you

                                                        Your pain is real. 

         I can feel your hurt from deep within.  I'm asking you to please, don't give in.

  My love for you flows through your veins.  It is much bigger than a piece of grain.  Infact it is bigger than a train.

  Your beauty is extremely rare.  the stars in heaven can"t compare.  They wouldn't dare.  I gave you an extra share.  It even shines in your hair.  All because I care.

  I have seen to  it that you are well versed.  My cherished child, you have never been cursed.  I love you so much My heart feels like it could burst.

  I am with you now.  I will be with you then.  It doesn't matter when.  Because I will be until the very end.

             Hold on to Me as I hold on to you.  We will be like glue.  Know this is true.

                           Walk with me and be sure.  That you are all that is pure.

  I know you have My light and that you will hold it tight.  As My love for you soars like a kite.  Remember your beauty is just right.

                This is real.  It is time for you to kneel.  Ask Me to heal.  I defenitely will.

  My lovely, the death has already been done.  With Him you have already won.  You will no longer run.

  It is your turn to rise.  I have broken those ties.  You are so wise.  You have My love in your eye

                             Now come fill up on My feast and rest in My peace.

Little Boy

  Little boy asks his mommy.  What's a miracle?  Mommy looks down, smiles, and says.  Why, a miracle is you.  With your eyes so blue.  He says, who?  She whispers softly you.  Your everything that is pure and true.

  Boy fishing with his best friend.  Looks at him and asks.  What's a miracle to you?  His friend just grins at him and replies.  A miracle is a friend , that is there from the beginning until the end.  Always willing to bend.  Sweetly helping you to mend, when life cuts you deep and makes you weep.  My miracle is you.  For that's what you do.

  Young man working on the car with his dad.  Says dad, What would you call a miracle?  Dad rocks back on his heels.  Spinning his wheels.  Says my boy, I believe my miracle is you.  Even when I've been sad, or I've had it bad.  Especially when hard times have made me mad.  You have always helped me to feel glad.  You see that's a miracle to me and it will always be.

  Grown man is sitting in church.  The pracher is teaching about miracles.  Somewhere from deep within, he hears these words again.  My treasured son, My miracle is you.  I had a vision and it became My mission.  So please now listen.  If you do, nothing will be missing.  I created this guy.  Maybe he's a little shy but oh, how he will try.  Whose heart reaches up to the sky and will never say goodbye.  Sometimes he feels he's the one to blame, but I already took away all his shame.  For he did not cry My name in vain.  I've taken him by the hand and I'm bringing him to My promised land.  I'm longing for this guy to understand, from the moment that his life began.  He was destined to be grand.  Now don't you see, that you are he.  You will always be, My miracle.

This is my God Story

                      This is my story.  It is full of God's glory.   So please do not worry. 

  It's so hard to know where to begin.  But  you can rest in the fact that God has already finished the end.  Of course there are still areas left to mend.

  I was not a shy little girl.  I was full of talk and whirl.  Ican't say we lived in timbuctoo or calamazoo, but it was rural.  I was strong and robust.  I know there were times  I caused a fuss, it just seemed a must.  But what would you expect of a child who had been accosted by an evil lust.  Still I was filled with a great gust.  I know to some I seemed a little nuts, but it was just so hard for me to trust.  See my God created me from dust, and He is always just.  He would not leave me on the floor like crumbs from the crust.  Nor would He place me on a shelf,  left to rust.  His plan was to heal every wound from deep within.  Especially every drop of puss.  Until my image reflected His bust.

  When you are raised in a world of pain and sin.  It is so hard to blend.  Even harder to fit in.  Sometimes you feel like you belong in a bin.  No matter how much you wish you could hide away in a private den.  Your spirit, your will, can no longer allow it's self to bend.  Your heart has been rend.  Hope, you wish somebody would send.  You feel tossed in the wind.  Your life, your body, you must defend.  Because of your kin.  Even worse your men.  How could a child even begin to know how to fend.  I'd been better off working at a cotton gin.  Is it such a great wonder I wasn't born with the instincts of a mother hen.  But hope and lessons through His Son my Father did lend.  You see my heart He did not make out of tin.  My heart is now on the mend.  Through the grace of my Father's pen.

  Yes, it's true I always felt the need to strive, in order to surrvive.  In my experience, it was how you stayed alive.  Sometimes I felt my cries, came from empty eyes, and it was just always easier to say goodbye.  Oh, how easy it was to believe the enemies lies.  Destroy me, even now he still tries.  In my younger years he mostly used guys.  Thought he had me in his vise.  Praise God every day my old self continuously dies.  His work in me He costantly applies, and the enemy and his tag alongs are nothing more than a bunch of nuicance flies.  Kind of like a cat with nine lives.  Every morning I rise.  My day is filled with my Lord's highest of highs, and my spirit is a little more wise.

  For a season I allowed myself to be filled with malice and hate.  I'd become so rotten, I'd smell better if I rolled in a pile of bait.  So many times I thought there was no saving me, it was just to late.  Not realizing that Jesus had already paid my rate.  But wait, Oh thankyou sweet Savior, that was not to be my fate.  You see I had a preset date.  With my true life Mate.  To stroll through my Father's pearly gate.

  Oh the amazing wonder of my God's grace.  When we truly understand it, how can we do anything else but drop to our knees in praise.  Once you get a taste.  You must become part of the craze.  You realize that if your beautiful God can forgive your faize.  Then maybe they too were walking around in a daze.  Their eyes cloudy with haze.  In their own messy maze.  Their life turned into a waste.  Maybe their years have felt like a desperate race.  Imagine how amazing it will be when our gaze, finally falls upon His face, and you hear the words, come here my glorious child.   Then He wraps you in His sweet embrace, and whispers I'm covering you in my finest lace.  Now join Me as we walk at My pace.  For you are finished and it is time to leave this place.

  Remember,  from the beginning every one of us is loved and viewed as our Maker made us .  We are God's sweet child.  Whether we are wild or mild.  Sometimes we are a little beguiled or riled.  But know for each one of us our Savior has already walked that mile, and we each have been loved all the while.

  We were made to love and no greater love is there than forgiveness.  That is our business.

  As for my kin and my men.  They too have been healed from deep within.

                                                      Thank you and Amen..