Books of Rememberance

Such a sorrow has touched my very soul.  Still I smile. 

Dear Heavenly Father. Still the enemy that has brought me troubles.. See what I have done in the works of my hands. I honor you with my own thoughts.. My heart is set firmly against the world.. If you find my offering worthy, Father, still my anxiety and let me not have fear of what my eyes can not see.. Father send the serpent back into the darkness.. My heart’s desire is to continue with the remembrance of your hand in all that is your creation… what was , what is , till what is yet to be My hands return the love that I have known and my life is your gift.. my sufferings have passed.. The burdens of my journey was not unbearable.. The path that brings the knowledge to understand that we are set apart… Father send me your scattered children.. The broken bones..the healing wounds..unlock the private prison cells.. Let your streams quench their thirst, the water is cold clear and clean Let your trees grow fruit to feed… Let those who understand see.. Let them know that they are freed. T...

When I walked in darkness I had no fear,  My Heavenly Father ,  you were near. I was lost but not to you My every step you already knew Evil came to take my life You took my soul , before I felt the knife You gathered me up and I chose to live  The was no wound, no scar , nor tear  I was his child , my Heavenly Father stayed near,  So many children choose to die,  God bless my words to truth , to be without a lie,  So I can sew this seed , to the mothers who cry,  For their missing children ,  For the children are not gone  They are exactly right where they belong,  To the Heavenly Father I sing this song.. To the child that is not missing . To the child who is not found . To the children who have been taken . From the books of old it is written and preserved . My Heavenly Father lead the children home..

This is the face that God seen, searching the skies one day, From the Heavens he heard her heart Silently pray, He reached down and took hold Of her tiny right hand. He led her safely home From the strange land…. This is the face that God does see …. No matter how grown she may be. ….. In the heart of the child, he hid a seed . His love grew there for all she had need. I know it true, for the child is me, The hand he held , writes these words you see……

Dear Heavenly Father, Guide my right hand and judge the intentions in  my heart. Father, i give you my life .just as you gave life to me. I am not sober. My flesh is dirty. My  request for mercy to the leaders of men has been denied. My  request has brought me to the  fear that the state will seek to silence me. My death will set the children free. Lord I give you  all my heart and soul . Your words are the very life in me. that by your will, and your  will alone , if found true and worthy ,  unable to deceive.. will never be destroyed by man’s hand. My request for mercy has become your demand. The children have risen from the rubble and stones . From the ashes they rise up and travel across land and sea. Dear Heavenly Father  let them hear you  through me. Let my words confirm that which is hidden in their hearts. The promise of the seed. Let those who understand, understand. Let those who hear, hear. Open up their eyes to see.. As you prepa...