She knows what she is called to do.
She wants to be all-out in doing it so.
She is sold-out to it and ready to go.
She was told she can’t grow.
She was fooled by the foe…
A place of joy is not far;
It is in the Lord’s altar,
Where you and I can desire,
Where we all can grow on fire.
Do we really believe in the Lord?
Do we truly trust in His Word?
The great things He did to the Israel’s house,
Should inspire us to do our best for a FULL HOUSE!
Tuning Peg, Nut, Fretboard, Position Marker, Body, Sound Hole, Pick Guard, Pickups, Bridge…
—- Joining my students in tonight’s Poem Writing Activity; here’s my share :)
A LOVE I CAN HIDE
Not the stillness of the night
Nor the wonders of the sight.
It’s nothing about the success of my day;
Without a touch of the happiness of May.
It’s the quietness of that pretense.
It’s the loudness of your presence.
That swift shift one has to embrace,
The waiting time, it’s not a race!
Am I understanding love better?
Am I allowing myself to grow deeper?
Not liking you is all in the past;
How to unlike you possibly fast?
It is something I can hide;
A situation to decide.
It is all in God’s hands, not in the rose.
Demonstrating Agape over eros.
Redefining friendship, embracing the swift shift, a humbling hardship, a liberating lift :)