I did not want ya'll to think I had forgotten about writing today-so I am going to post something. The last few days have been emotion filled and I am drained. I have tried to post three different times today and as you can see they did not make it.
The Lord has shown his power. I love him and I will continue to love him. He is the air in my bike tires. Sound strange? Not really. Like the air in my tires--without him, moving ahead would be so much tougher--- if not impossible. He is the sweet breath that fills my lungs. So I am just going to breathe.
After the parades passed by
And the dusk of evening draws nigh
All sounds of cheering fade
Will I find Your spirits stayed?
Or will it linger most
In the unsuspecting host
Refusing to be found
By those merely snooping round?
On each and every day
My heart goes out to play
Sometimes filled with joy
As a newly discovered toy.
Still other days filled with pain
Touched by memories stain.
Will it ever end?
Will our spirits never blend?
From eternities One
Torn by Adam from the Son
I struggle every day
To repair a bridge broken away.
Can I believe the Word?
When at the cross I heard
The work was forever done
And now the transformation has begun.
I struggle with memories produced at will
Conditions left by sins disease and thrill.
And so I pray along the road someday
I will look to find old memories wiped away.