PART 3
My Father,
My Source,
My mind is filled with you
'cos you are Good and you deserve praise:
You are True and Noble,
Right and Pure, Lovely and Honorable.
You have given me the power to love resulting in a sound mind
Who, then, can separate us from the love of Christ? Can trouble do it, hardship?
or persecution?
or hunger?
or poverty?
or danger?
or death?
No?
Why then jewelry and trousers?
Time and Time, we've shown that if we were Adam et Eve,
we would eat the fruit of the tree.
But you still love us.
I don't bother with questioning your motives.
Why you do what you do.
You created us all for your pleasure,
Let thy will be done.
All I ask is that I be a noble vessel.
Let me be a light that draws men to you.
I tell 'em J.I.F.E
Its what I know.
Its what I believe.
I pray to not be distracted like the young prophet even if it looks like light,
'Cos sometimes my reactions to assignments may be like Jonah,
but activate passion in me like Jeremiah.
Its not in the works
Its not in the words
It's the heart from where they spring forth
My earnest prayer is that I dwell in your presence all the days of my live.
I have no portion in/with the enemy.
In these times,
To be a succor
Be a source of hope and deliverance
Make my Father's love known to all
What 'joint heir of salvation' is to me
I love you without question
Even if you first loved me
You own it
My heart
All of it.
©Palmz
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4 and 5 come up later
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