You Need To Get Down

God, Please Now My Future See, Make It Clear Where I Should Be. Open Windows, Close The Doors, Not My Will, My God, But Yours.

My Parents Used To Say Faith Wasn't Something You Could Pretend About. It Wasn't Real Unless It Looked Like Faith And Acted Like Faith.

I Write About True-life Type Things.

The Eagle Had Two Natural Enemies: Storms And Serpents. He Embraced The Storm, Waiting On The Rock For The Right Thermal Current And Then Using That To Carry Him Higher. While Other Birds Were Taking Cover, The Eagle Was Soaring. An Eagle Would Never Fight Against The Storms Of Life.

Her Eyes Held An Endless Kind Of Love For Him.