Romans 8:36 As it is written: “For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.” [Psalm 44:22] The Sun is up, Another day is here. I wish I wasn’t up, I just wish to stay here. But I rise from my bed, I get ready instead. I walk to my corner, And my knees I bend. I bow my head, I ready my heart. Another day is about to start. And my life is about to end. Like that Sheep to be slaughtered, I get ready for death. Death to all my doubts and fears, Death to my future wonderings. But along with it are my dreams and my plans, Death even to my rights and desires. So that for His sake, Every day I die. That I will no longer live…. And Jesus in me will forever come alive.
Psalms 45:1 Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet. Write Things at the Write Time. I Read and Write Stories. Reading and Writing For A Living and Living for Reading and Writing. Books, Movies, Music and Anything Under the Moon and Sun. My Prayers, Prose and Poetry