Category: Poems: Teaching

Be Prepared, Filled With Purpose   “I once was lost, now am found” Cleary sung through heartfelt sound. But not all are saved, some are lost, (Without the message of …

I hide on a plane between two worlds.
My illness, the Spirit, the two they twirl.

It is not of ourselves,
Nor achieved by any works.
The gift, it comes from God,
And it’s one of many perks.

Oh ye of little faith, why do you now so doubt? I had you at belief as the Scriptures to you tout..

Intimately He yearns
You to know.
Leave camouflage behind
And with Him go.