Thank You For Loving My Work

My soul is alive in giving! My heart quenched through sharing! I often questioned why or when this all decided and the prayers that confided? How did life, through love me bring. Hear, outside the gates of paradise, my talents my thoughts my desires my works my words granted this Divine Blessing. Rejoicing! I remember continuous tears… I remember ceaseless asking… I remember countless prayers… all for this. For loving moments. For grace. For mercy. For dreams fulfilled. For wealth. To be conduit of Good. To be washed. To be cleansed. To be prepared. To be shaped in Love’s Image. And, die in Peace. the cost? Not until my soul was naked: Shameless Secrets told Darkest deeds sold Scared Fearful Repentant Angst Augmented! (I had to plough forth. I had to work hard. I had to shed myself. Off the garments and out of the lairs of Hades until I was an unembellished child): before My Master - Only then did He take my hand and Wrote… in that moment of treasured tranquillity… words, thoughts, purpose, meaning, wisdom shared by grace through mercy for me, this shattered soul. Yes, my forgiving only I can tell. My sins, ever before me. Yes, ever with the knowing of what this means: To be truly free; To truly live; To truly walk in the light of one’s own choosing. Leaps of faith and deep confessing. Generation upon generational wrongs like those songs, laced with Surrender laced with Imploring laced with Nagging laced with Sorrow – Established, lest cries of Angels plead: “God permit!” Me, philanthropist poet writer producer Touched by you: I honour your space and your purpose in time. I tread on petals when it’s your stint to slumber. I herald your great deeds, for life does seed life. I will embrace you in light, in laughter and in Love. When you ask, I will forgive even if it be that my human heart cries, the cries of babies gone soon. I will help when you ask, even if just through prayer. I will show you that I care, the best way I know: “The Almighty bless you in Jesus Name. Amen.” Fellow men, women and children of this earth All creatures created divinely - I ask in Jesus Name that you love my work and sharing in spite of this hand that holds the pen.