The Free gift There is a source to it divinely It does not discriminate No one should be deprived of it It doesn’t exclude animals or insects Plant and trees, it part of nature. For some it has to be paid for while it will be snuffed out from others unjustly For some it will … Continue reading The Free Gift
My Santa Claus! I whispered, saliva suddenly drying off my throat. I forced myself to breath so I could fully comprehend what was happening. You won’t blame me for forgetting how to breathe for a second after I explain how I got into this perplexed state of extreme shock that has threatened to burst my … Continue reading My Santa Claus
I picked up the Bible, passed a surreptitious glance to be sure my target was still amongst us. Fortunately, he was. I looked at my wristwatch: 07:20pm. I had 20 minutes to preach this message. I opened the Bible, looked around again, as if analyzing the faces of everyone present. It was my first time … Continue reading The Parting Gift
Use it or Lose it You’ve got a voice, But silence is your choice. You’ve got a gift, That can the weary lift. Dig it out of that pit, The world is in need of it. You’ve got a pen, That humbles a thousand men. You have the words, That can heal our world. Don’t … Continue reading Use it or Lose it
Rush of colors, divert of the brush instead to paint, Angelo fights the the burning beg of gifts, which now to work? large talent war the battle to win on the big land of Genius. Another colors of the eternal Christ, sung on Handel’s notes:mysterious Hallelujah chorus, tearing the long gone soul into Hallelujah bliss! … Continue reading On Micheal Angelo.
WHAT A GIFT LIFE IS! What a gift life is Death a grievous curse From dust a humbling source To dust we return, stripped without gloss Life races to languorous peak Not the Olympus, but a daunting high And as our heartbeat races in rhythm We pray with a skipping heart, a haven to find … Continue reading What a gift life is!
WHAT A GIFT LIFE IS! What a gift life is Death a grievous curse From dust a humbling source To dust we return, stripped without gloss Life races to languorous peak Not the Olympus, but a daunting high And as our heartbeat races in rhythm … Continue reading What a gift life is!
As sojourners we walk this earth, we are neither of it nor from it
From far away Zion we came, at the command of our LORD
To do His will and establish His kingdom
But even as HE sent us, in our nature HE engrafted a perfect gift
All our armoury bow to this greatest