I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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GOD IS CLOTHED IN MAJESTY Harken, and give God praise. The veil rises in the East, The eyes of God did not slumber nor sleep Listen, and give God glory. His eyes sweep over the hills and lands Observing the … Continue reading
Reign in me with the perfect law of love. Your bond servant I will gladly be. Put an awl in my ear, Your voice I would hear. Reign in me, King Jesus, reign in me. . Rein me into your … Continue reading
The company says they’ll do me a favor And leave the leftovers for me to savor. Feeling stuffed, I have no desire However, they’re easy to warm up, just add some fire. . Six hours later, I’m hungry again. I’ll just … Continue reading
“Thank you,” I say, to a passer-by who wishes me a nice day; “Thank you,” I say, for the stick of gum being passed my way; “Thank you,” I say, to the dog-catcher who returns my pet who is prone … Continue reading