Forever I Would Choose You
What else can I gather, who else can I know but You? Apart from You I am empty, in Your absence I thirst As your right hand rests lightly upon me, in…
What else can I gather, who else can I know but You? Apart from You I am empty, in Your absence I thirst As your right hand rests lightly upon me, in…
Every kindness we do to another in the name of Christ is the sowing of a good seed unto the Spirit.
Love builds resilience. When love is weak or absent so too is vigor. Love is water to the soul and nurture is peace to the spirit.
Surely goodness and mercy will warm the kind soul all the days of their life? Kindness in words create grace. Kindness in thought creates depth.
Littering each day's paths are the morsels of earth's offerings. They distract our eyes, claim our hearts and trip our feet.
Tim lived life in an orphanage. He was a bright and friendly little bloke.
Love has been placed upon a pedestal. Mankind has ordained it to a role love cannot fill.
Young hearts are tender hearts. They are to be shaped ever so softly. . . Tears welled in his tiny blue eyes.
Lovers do not care to share their lover. The heart in love yearns to give to, and share their lover's full attention.
Hearts are melted, hearts are worn, heart are soothed or hearts are torn. Love can be as constructive as its loss can be destructive.