All aboard the straight and narrow train that rides into forever

We get off at different times but we end up altogether

In a place above us, with many mansions prepared

For us to live in mortgage free with new bodies to wear

Returning to my first home, wear I lived before birth

Which is why I felt as if I was a stranger on earth

Just trying to find directions to the train station

That would take me back to my Father's house where he remains waiting

So I can reunite with Dad and all his perfect glory

Not to mention Ms. Mills who got off the train before me

And we'll find each other worshipping Christ

Because we couldn't afford the ride back home, so he had to pay the price

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Don't just dream
         Awaken them
                   Pursue them
                              Live them.


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Did you know, before you laid eyes on someone
Somebody else had first laid eyes on you?
Did you know, even though you never noticed true love
It noticed you?
Did you know,  before you even had a dream
It dreamed of you?
Did you know that this love beckons you in the mist of the rain?
In every season He is faithful.
Day by day, He whispers through the night:
"Do not fear for I am with you,  and I will never, ever, ever leave you."

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I see it passing by
hour after hour
People getting off and others hoping in
While others fall asleep

Blinded by a glare
It's me against the world
Fighting to stay awake
Reluctantly awakened by a sound
I see it passing by
once again

So, I got up!
And hopped in!  
As I'm walking in
I see Him sitting there front row seat
Right behind Him, is an empty seat
Reserved just for me,
The windows crystal clear,
Pure light striking me

I am amazed by what I see,
For so long I've doubted
by gathering thoughts and regrets
Breathing toxic air that choked my life away

Suddenly a voice whispered,
"You are in the right place, You may not know where you are going, but it is well with your soul. You've been here before; my child it may seem like a long way home, but don't be afraid."

Choose faith, and believe that you are safe.

This train will lead you through the valley,  
Witnessing the most beautiful scenery,
Observing places where love and compassion
is absent but through it all
you will be a difference maker.

My steps, my sight, being ordered by the best pilot.

To be continued.......

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As i stand at midnight cold and shivering from the rain,
Thinking of the feeling of loneliness and an empty heart, pondering why my happiness went away.
I remember the decisions that brought me here.
I remember what the world offered me.
Yes, i was happy, but with an empty heart.
As i stand at midnight, i remember my best friends: regret, defeat, loneliness, and no purpose.
Then one day You came into my life,
you asked me if i had pain,  if i was tired, if felt lonely!
Yes, i was tired,
Yes, i had pain,
Yes, i felt all alone.
Suddenly, i felt You carrying me in Your arms, healing every scar within me, and offering everlasting love.
I felt your presence,
I couldn't see You, but I knew
You were with me.
I heard You whisper, "I will never leave you, I paid the price for your happiness, for your pain, for your loneliness, come and drink from my water and you shall never thirst again. Love me as I loved you first."

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