Don’t forget the Sabbath, The Lord our God hath blest, Of all the week the brightest, Of all the week the best; It brings repose from labor, It tells of joy divine, Its beam of light descending, With heavenly beauty shine.
It’s a new year the old is done and
gone. We live and work and pray.
Hoping that the left undone will be
done and life will be better.
There will be challenges, but we’ll
have to push through till the end
of this year with faith and hope in
the perfect planner.
Knowing that nothing is impossible
So to you I say
A happy hopeful new year with
This morning the sun awoke again,
peeped out coyly and strolled out
waving a smile that warmed us and
spoke of that LOVE that sacrificed,
rested, rose and lives; teaching
hearts to warm hearts . So when
LOVE comes again, we’ll rise to
meet and reign with HIM.
Looking at the her with a hurt heart and lips of Thanksgiving and Praise to her creator.
She’s been silent throughout the almost continuous downpour of words; working, dancing and singing of her very big God, who is always by her side .
For men will always fail, wound, hurt and still act innocent but not God.He is her solid rock, defender, comforter and friend.
So she extends kindness and gentility to even the heart breaker.
After writing this, I sent it to a friend. So my friend, Treasure Udede, did an edit of this same write up; I liked it. So I decided to share it too.
Thanks T !
Looking at her, with a heart burnt hot by hurt with blossoming lips of Thanksgiving and Praise to her Creator.
She’s been calm throughout the almost continuous torrential downpour .
Working, dancing, singing of her very immeasurable GOD who is always by her side.
For mortals certainly fail,wound, hurt, parading deceptive innocent acts.
But not GOD. HE, her Solid Rock, Defender, Comforter, Friend.
And so she stretches forth kindness and gentility to even the heart breaker.