Monday’s MessageThese thoughts are not my own
As you must have come to know For there is nothing in this world That we truly own Everything is Gods He is always in control Say those words And breathe God is in control He has and will forever meet our every need Past, future, present And all that is in between For by His bread We do eat and as we rest Our souls asleep He is singing to us So soft So sweet Yet we find ourselves Contemplating What truly is the meaning? Why live our lives As if we’re deeming A place in time So unworthy Un-redeeming Yet You hold us As if You’ve known thus Far that every mark Is true to the beginning Your creation from the start And here we are Open hands and steady feet Prepare our hearts For as we breathe We do seek New doors to open Opportunities and as we worship we prepare a place on earth as heaven’s fair a table made for that time that day that we will meet at Your Holy feast Your book at last With all amassed Final, Fini’ -Abigail Rice
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