Hey, I don't write a lot of poetry and I'm not well practiced so please leave some comments/e-mail me. |
Get our Act together!
Kids cannot pray in school...
Nine years ago I was nine,
Nine years ago I was in fourth grade...
(this is actually a song....)
With her brown eyes...
Get to know me,
the real me...
My bonds of sin are broken,
Devil's got no reign on me...
These things are over,
dead in the past...
God has seemed to have given me the ability to understand what people want to hear, and then say what they need to hear. |
Joy is not supposed to be about happiness and a warm fuzzy feeling. Joy is supposed to be contentment, confidence in the power of God, andknowing that all things work towards His glory. |
Sometimes God brings friends into your life for only a season. |