My future seems bright
Because the Lord is my light
My tomorrow seems fine
As I am walking in line
Closely following his footsteps
Ordered by Him
But am afraid of the future
The fear of uncertainties clog my head
Forgeting He said
‘I will be with you till the end of time.’
Am reminded of the Israelites
Of how they saw His miraculous signs
But still made their necks stiff
So do I follow suit?
Or decide to believe the one who is?
Who trancends all my understanding?
Have you read my e-books?
Lord, sometimes I see wealthy people Adorned in pearls, gold and purple tunics I see them fat, with fat wallets and fat cars I see them walking in a rich
Sunday, 31st December 2017, 12.45pm Anger is what I feel when they jeer at me Resentment takes the best of me When they torture my soul and rip my heart
Sunday, 31st December 2017, 12.32pm Sometimes Lord, my faith is shaken There’s too much theory about you Everyone has their perception of you And when they share, it conflicts with
