Broken Faith
I have learnt to love the darkness of sorrow; There you see the brightness of His face. Madame Guyon In Climbing The Heights, Theodore Cuyler wrote, When we reach heaven,…
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE ME! I CHOSE YOU… TO GO & PRODUCE FRUIT ALWAYS
I have learnt to love the darkness of sorrow; There you see the brightness of His face. Madame Guyon In Climbing The Heights, Theodore Cuyler wrote, When we reach heaven,…
It was Ezekiel, one of God’s prophets, who wrote these haunting words: “Then he said to me, “Speak a prophetic message to these bones and say, ‘Dry bones, listen to the word of…
In eons past You thought of me You knew that I would someday be And when the time arrived at last In secret place my form was cast ~~~ You…
My dad used to accuse me of “butterfly thinking” and I wonder if that was because he just couldn’t get used to this girl–who was such a dreamer! I lived…
When I was young destroyer came… My heart to crush–my dreams to maim. It is the same for all who dream, A plan is hatched–an evil scheme… ~~~ To break…
I often ponder the transformation process of caterpillar to butterfly when I think of God’s purpose and destiny for our lives. The dreams we hold in our heart begin so…
Even though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor fruit; though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if…
A little worm All drab and brown Is all I’ll ever be. But oh, The dreams inside of me That no one else can see. Though every day My life…