Isabella--Good morning. IT is 7:08 a.m here in America. I live in Iowa--it is right in the middle of the U.S. But, like you, I feel a connection with Canada. I grew up in Montana really close to the Canadian border. What do you do in Ireland? (Besides your GL fanship) Below are the words I penned. I have been writing poetry since junior high school--some 25 yars ago. Love to hear your thoughts on what I have written.
THE JOURNEY OF FAITH
by Grace
The journey of faith begins in our hearts
Long before we are born.
In Heaven alone do our spirits commune
With the great Creator God.
God puts within us this mysterious plan
Of searching and seeking His will.
Our hearts are upturned and our minds they
are burned
With this desirous journey to learn.
The path it is paved with hundreds of roads
Each going in one said direction.
Our souls want to do what is right, what is
true
While our minds lead us on to deception.
God gave us a way in the life of His child
Jesus, earth's carpenter's son.
The Spirit breathed life into Mary's dear boy
The King, God's Precious One.
His life here on earth was short, so it seems
As he taught God's plan to all men.
Those who believed became those who ran
In the face of the tragic denial.
Some called him Jesus, some called him
friend
Some called him fake and a liar.
He bore all this sin, yet couldn't get in
To the hearts of those whom He loved.
The bridge over sin to the Celestial shore
Was built by Christ's death on the cross
No longer the Law enslaves us all
We're freed by our faith in the Son.
Our journey of faith begins in our hearts
Long before we are born
In Heaven alone does our spirit commune
With our great Creator God.
Gotta run to work...Enjoy your day and may the Son shine in your heart