love it.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.
audrey hepburn.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

a poem.

i wanted to share some poetry with you. i am finally writing again... it has been so long... but i was sitting in Costa Coffee and God downloaded this poem to me... my hands have never written something that flowed so smoothly. without need to erase or rewrite or leave it unfinished, which i always find myself doing. here is the finished product...

your voice is like the morning dew

God whispers that He loves you

you are a precious daughter of the most high

He will never leave you, nor forsake you or make you cry

Jesus, his son died for your sins

He longs to draw you close to Him

You are beautiful and precious, unbelievably sweet

He will pick you up if you fall off your feet

Always know you can run to him

He is full of light, he will never grow dim

Jesus, he is the only way

to truth and life, he knows you by name

He rose again and is alive

He's coming back and wants you at his side

But the choice is yours, it's called free will

No matter what you choose he loves you still

He calls you lovely, radiant and stunning

He knows your heart and who you're becoming

His love for you it knows no end

He wants to be your savior, father and friend.

love to you all. <3