Feb 16, 2011

direction not known


not sure what the future is?
do not know where l am going next
but l am sure what l believe
confident
not stupid wish or desire
uncomfortable
it is in the hands of
the only one who can uphold me ,deliver me
in the past he has raised me on a rock
restored my vocation
its uncomfortable
my life the lots in with Jesus

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"