Am I right or am  I wrong.
I grieve for the lost of those that are not looked upon.
I look at them with a mirror staring right back at me.
I look for a temple I can dwell in but I can't find any.
Maybe the shell of me Is the temple I can't see.
I don't want to see a set of rules I must practice everyday.
I don't want to sing hymns, that makes me appear very
righteous then I am.
I deal with a wicked flesh and I need the Lord to heal.
I am in search of God and I am looking for the narrow gate.
Each of us needs to look for our salvation.
Each of us needs to find peace with the Lord.
So this is not a good bye to my brothers and sisters in the Lord.
This is a time for me to search for the Lord.

A simple taste of coffee
Gives us strength and a smile
Its your choice to make it creamy or
Just plain black
Nothing like the taste of it early in the morning
It fills up your tummy and complements your breakfast
Its origin goes back as Egypt dynasty so lets celebrate the wonderful taste of java java

You showed me to hold on, when I had no arms to hold me up.
You showed me to smile, when I had only sadness and no beauty to sustain me.
Showed me to love when all was given to me was hate.
You showed me to give when nothing was given in return, and when you held my hands and whispered love in my ears, it was then you gave me Christ.

Your hands draws me to mine.
Your eyes showers me with emotion.
Your words take me on a voyage in my endless thoughts.
In my mind we are Romeo and Juliet. Our love can conquer all.
Our life is intrigued by multitude of viewers. Our saga is what
makes people envy our life. My photo is projected on famous
romance covers.
Till the day I looked in the mirror and saw me "the plain jane"
in a room filled with age and dust.
I realize real life

Their was only one demand that I upheld to you. But you stood at a distance and kept your silence. Their was struggles along the way and you took care of every obstacle, but that one demand you kept silent. When i faced trails and my life seem to fall apart you held me up and carried me through. But you stood at a distance and kept your silence over that one demand.  I grew in sadness and felt as if I was unworthy of your love. You said my grace is sufficient. My love was always the their.

Loving God is loving oneself.  Its accepting the forgiveness for his life that he gave up for me and you. It's being free of structure and rules. Its spreading love and joy to everyone. Its looking at life through the eyes

                              Innocents

What can change an ugly heart. Love can heal and renew an ugly
heart. When someone esteems you with respect, and trust you with
innocence it breaks your spirit to crush there hearts. The prayer of
your family and friends directs you to be washed upon His blood.