Shaking on a turbulent plane; I remember You called my name. Jocelyn is the name I was given “Joce” said the voice I heard travelling par avion. Busy is an anxiety-wrecked mind. Filled with irrational thoughts louder than Thine. I pray Your voice I hear again, A breakthrough for the this heart’s refrain. I sense…
Author: sandsoftime
Fight The Good Fight
Every organisation is filled with people; A diatribe of personalities cripple. Filled with worldly folk; All carrying heavy yoke. How shall we then behave; For none is without worldly crave. To be His salt and light; To fight the good fight. All for One; Our one true call, His Will be done.
Restoring To Perfect Unity
Sometimes we don’t speak; For we are perhaps too weak. Sometimes we can’t smile; No strength to walk another mile. Or to wait another while, For an old kinda guile. That can only come from The one true faithful One. Who knows our every weakness, And will refuel us with His perfect gladness. Restoring us to…