God Writes Spiritual Mysteries On Our Heart,

No One Can Tell If I’m Laughing Or Weeping. I Wonder Myself.

I Was A Thorn Rushing To Be With A Rose, Vinegar Blending With Honey… Then I Found Some Dirt To Make An Ointment That Would Honor My Soul… Love Says, “you Are Right, But Don’t Claim These Changes. Remember, I Am Wind. You Are An Ember I Ignite.

The Water Has A Water That Is Driving It; The Spirit Has A Spirit That Is Calling It.

Set Your Sights On A Place Higher Than Your Eyes Can See.

Live Life As If Its Rigged In Your Favor.