| well i thought maybe i should update so here it is I updated |
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| I am solo in this world of water
Only the tip of a sunrise visible
Like the morning light in a little girl's eyes
I crave this freedom
I find it only in this little ship
Just my soul and this bread and butter
I am comfortable
But there is a treason at sea
Is it me?
It is a wonder, supernatural cover of war
The dark ones who eternal in damnation grow
Set about me now
How they whine and crow
I am solo
In this world of wet
And bitter is my temperament
I close the door to sentiment
And I relish all my youth
I realize that I am doomed
Fear of love and fear of You
But You give me the keys to paradise
It is You who sympathize
You and Your perfection grow
I am cradled in Your oceans throw
I crave Your freedom in this little ship
For You alone can chart my trip
And like these waves I lose my grip
And I sink into Your arms -Kevin Max |
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| so i was at church yesterday and was told a story of what happened to the church bus on the way home from the chicago quit tourney. the bus was having some electrical problems and the lights and stuff wouldnt work. the quizzers decided to pray for it and like as soon as they said amen the lights and stuff came on. pretty amazing huh. what got me was what was said next. the person who told me the story was like it was really wierd and seemed pretty shocked that it happened. when we pray for something to happen why dont we always believe that it will happen. and when it does happen why are we so surprised that it did happen. why pray for something and then act surpised when your prayer was answered. Just something to think about. |
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